Poland. (What Bongo's did next)
Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 9:17 pm
Hi, we've all got our versions of what happened on the way to Poland and meeting up with the Russians, but what about the journey home? How did you all fare? To start the ball rolling this is what we did.
Day 1 travelled back to Sceczin where we saw Bob and Lin come rolling in with the exhaust not where it should be - it was lying in the back of the bongo rather than underneath, thanks to the dodgy Polish roads. Also Paul and Lol, who kindly lent us their camping stove - again. We've love to know what happened next Bob - did the Germans sort it?
Germany next - camp site in Malge near Berlin, on a lake (not in). Overlooking a caravan with 2 wicker men on deckchairs sat ourside. They went in at night though.
Next on the Enschede, just inside the Dutch border. Great camp site, highly recommended for anyone with youngish kids, and a lovely town. Only other couple in the field with us were Brits with a VW camper. Stayed there for 2 days and went to a great camping shop 1.5k up the road. We finally got camping gas - and a table, and a lantern! Hot meal at last, and a cooked breakfast. No more Ray Mears bush tucker challenge for us
Then onto south Holland, near the Belgium border. Rejected the town which was full of takeaways and sex shops and found a nearish camp site. Looked promising, bar, restaurant, etc. Went for a quiet drink in the bar where the pub entertainment consisted of a local junior am dram society performing a Dutch rendition of the Little Mermaid. They pushed the pool table aside for this extravaganza and the pub was packed with pushy mothers and reluctant Dads.
Packed up a wet tent the next morning and on to Dunkirk. Spotted Gillian and Robert en route. Saw a VW Beetle rally at the port, heading from Belgium to the UK.
Ferry crossing good and now back in Blighty. Tent nearly dry
So come on, how did you eat yours?
Jamie and Sandy.
Day 1 travelled back to Sceczin where we saw Bob and Lin come rolling in with the exhaust not where it should be - it was lying in the back of the bongo rather than underneath, thanks to the dodgy Polish roads. Also Paul and Lol, who kindly lent us their camping stove - again. We've love to know what happened next Bob - did the Germans sort it?
Germany next - camp site in Malge near Berlin, on a lake (not in). Overlooking a caravan with 2 wicker men on deckchairs sat ourside. They went in at night though.
Next on the Enschede, just inside the Dutch border. Great camp site, highly recommended for anyone with youngish kids, and a lovely town. Only other couple in the field with us were Brits with a VW camper. Stayed there for 2 days and went to a great camping shop 1.5k up the road. We finally got camping gas - and a table, and a lantern! Hot meal at last, and a cooked breakfast. No more Ray Mears bush tucker challenge for us
Then onto south Holland, near the Belgium border. Rejected the town which was full of takeaways and sex shops and found a nearish camp site. Looked promising, bar, restaurant, etc. Went for a quiet drink in the bar where the pub entertainment consisted of a local junior am dram society performing a Dutch rendition of the Little Mermaid. They pushed the pool table aside for this extravaganza and the pub was packed with pushy mothers and reluctant Dads.
Packed up a wet tent the next morning and on to Dunkirk. Spotted Gillian and Robert en route. Saw a VW Beetle rally at the port, heading from Belgium to the UK.
Ferry crossing good and now back in Blighty. Tent nearly dry
So come on, how did you eat yours?
Jamie and Sandy.