Running hallucination? No…

Today I had just finished an 8 mile run (the wind and rain stopped for a whole three hours today, so I rushed out to get exercise), and was waiting to cross the street at the roundabout near my apartment.  A loud-engined car came by, and as it passed I noted that it was an 80s-style Chevy with red and blue cop lights, and the back said “Highway Patrol.”  It didn’t really strike me at the moment, but as I watched it round the turn, I noticed that it also said “911″ and “To Protect and To Serve” on the side.  Then it suddenly struck me–I’m on a relatively remote pile of sand in Northern Germany!  Why is there a highway patrol car here?!?  I will probably never know…