Woke up early as we wanted to be on the road by 10am. Usual routine of packing the van up and checking out from the camp site. Rachel bought some locally grown apple juice, which she later went on to smash all over a petrol forecourt.
Again we had to go over the mountain pass to get back to the motorway (autobahn), which was a killer on me and the van. Again 2nd gear most of the way, which proved pretty unpopular with those behind us.
We stopped at the top as there were some amazing views and so Rachel could eat her black forest gateaux before it turned to mush in the sun.
Back on the motorway we headed for another site listed in the cool camping book. The drive was approximately 300km and we made pretty decent time so were there by late afternoon.
After arriving we spoke to the man who ran the site and he informed us that we could pitch where ever we wanted. After checking out some of the pitches we found one which was not too far from the hook up and set up the van only to realise 15 min later that the hook up connection was not the correct one for the van. Rachel went to speak to the man to see if we could borrow the correct adapter but he was rather rude to her and seemed to not like the English and said he had no adapter so we were without hookup, or so we thought.
Once all set up we began to make dinner of potato hash. While sitting preparing the food I noticed that a further 20 meters along the pitches there was another hook up box which from a distance seemed to be the right connection which we needed. I walked over to find out that this in fact was the case so we decided to move pitch. Don’t know why the guy on reception could not have just told us this but clearly he was a knob.
After dinner we just chilled out in the van as it was a bit cooler and we did not want to sit outside. This was probably the best thing as the site was rather noisy with kids as it was a bit of a holiday camp.
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