Arrr, the Low Danube be spillin’ secrets of sunken ships, gatherin' dust from the grand ol' World War Two!
2024-09-11
Arrr mateys! Blimey, the Danube be a thirsty lass, spillin' her secrets! From the depths, four sunken Nazi vessels o' yore be risin' near Prahovo, like ghostly galleons seekin' treasure! Avast, let’s toast to the thirsty river and her forgotten booty! Yo ho ho!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn of the River Danube, where the drought hath revealed some sunken treasures – nay, not gold doubloons, but the rusted hulks of Nazi ships from the Great War! Aye, these scallywags scuttled their vessels in a hasty retreat from them Soviet marauders back in '44, and now, they be bobbin' up like corks after a fine drought this summer!In the fair port of Prahovo, four mighty vessels from the days of yore have resurfaced, while in Hungary's wilds, more ships lie exposed in the Danube-Drava National Park, their proud masts twisted and broken. 'Tis a sight to behold, I tell ye, as the river's waters dwindle to a mere trickle, with the level droppin' to just 1.5 metres, a right troublesome state for river traffic!
But beware! These ancient remnants be attractin’ curious souls who be pilferin’ pieces of history, much to the chagrin of Endre Sztellik, the park’s guard! Hark! Soon, the skies be blessin’ the land with rain, and the river shall rise once more, claimin' back its sunken secrets. So, raise a tankard to the Danube, may it flow strong and reveal its stories, be they of war or wayward sailors!