A place full of stories, handmade treasures and real encounters on the island of Sylt
"Are you open?" a woman with a following asks curiously through the door of the Surfhouse in Westerland. "Oh crap, I always forget to turn the sign over," laughs Dirk Effler, the man with brown curls, overalls, and bright blue eyes. He welcomes the customers with good energy: "What can I do for you?" The elderly couple looks around expectantly, strolls past vintage furniture and the large workbench with a sewing machine toward the bar. Here, Dirk gets ready: Cappuccino, Aperol Spritz, or golden milk – the Surfhouse bar offers a colorful selection, along with Portuguese Pastel de Nata, an absolute favorite among the globetrotting surfers and guests.
The fact that the two campers are actually just looking for milk doesn't bother Dirk in the slightest. Quite the opposite: He's happy to help out, and they even get to help decide on the price. They quickly reach an agreement.
A shop full of surprises
Meanwhile, another woman enters the surf house, curiously wanders from shelf to shelf, and finally stops in front of a swing in the middle of the room. "Can I buy that?" she asks. "The swing? No, I brought it back from Cape Verde," Dirk explains proudly. He built almost everything in the surf house himself – lovingly, creatively, and uniquely. That the building was once a desolate storage room and garbage dump is no longer apparent: works of art and surfboards adorn the walls and ceilings, telling stories of travels around the globe.