On the way to the stellplatz we stopped at a restaurant/giftshop where we first drank weak coffee and ate some cake, which was pretty good, although we are not sure what it was.
Then we saw that they were selling smoked fish, which we realised later is a speciality of the island. Of course we decided we were still hungry and needed to try out the local delicacy. We chose smoked deep sea salmon, which was served in a breadroll with a dressing of dill and mustard. The smoked fish was as good as the smoked fish in Coromandel Peninsular, NZ. I had trouble pausing to get my picture taken as the fish was so delicious. The plastic bag on the table contains a local cumin cheese, also very tasty.
The van parked in the stellplatz. There is now another van parked beside ours, space is often tight in these parking areas. There are many white swans on the water in front of the van. The view as I write this blog is spectacular - water as smooth as glass, swans floating on it, and the lights illumating the pillars of a smart hotel across the water. 
These are new holiday homes which are built over the top of the water. No threat of tsunamis here!
A picture of me, holding my stomach in so that I look thin, after we had lunch here! I had more fish, this time smoked mackerel with fried potatoes. Walter went for the more substantial dish, pork and mushrooms in a cream sauce, with a potato cake and lots of salad. He decided against getting his photo taken! 
Yet another bike ride! It is really great travelling around northern Germany as you never have to take the motorhome out, once you have parked it. There are bike paths everywhere and the countryside is mostly flat. We are getting lazy and will even ride the bikes short distances, such as to the ablution block or take the rubbish to the rubbish point. 
Today we took the longest way possible to get into Putbus, which is at the top of a small hill. We even had to drop down a gear to two at times! There were masses of white flowers amongst the trees. They looked stunning but there was a strong smell of onions in the air. False onions? I can't remember their botanical name. 
One small village we went through contained picturesque thatched roofed houses.
This house managed to fall on its roof! It is part of a museum.
There was once a castle in Putbus but it was pulled down in 1982. As our German is not very good we could not work out the reason. There is a very large park there now, an orangerie and a statue surrounded by eight segments of parkland and a road 'circus' around this. The houses look very prosperous but that could be misleading. There were no English translations so we used the little German we knew and lots of imagination to translate the signs and brochures.
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