17.09.2012 - 17.09.2012
Well that was an experience! Pitching up in a truck stop was...interesting. Callum and I are getting pretty good at pitching up our tent. We've had to be. Pitching up in the dark is not easy! And on reflection, pitching up right in the corner of a grassy patch was not the brightest of ideas. It became known that it was the corner where all the weary truck drivers went to urinate. Lovely. The odd one or two would see the tent and walk away, but most would ignore the sizeable red dome in the middle of the grass and just go behind it. Needless to say, the tent will not be returning to the UK with us. It has served its purpose. I will miss it though. It has served me well. Stayed strong through many a festival. And it has been our home for the past two weeks. But there are plenty more tents in the garden. And the next one will be even better!
Slightly, although not greatly refreshed, we returned back to the van to continue on our journey. Not long now! Couple of hours or so. Can't wait to get settled for the last few days!