Campsites,Germany #13of14

We spent the night in the campsite in Hochsetten, near the French border. The next morning we went to the same bakery in Colmar, France, where we bought such a delicious loaf of bread last October. What we bought was delicious, but not as outstanding as last year. The baker just didn’t make the same “mistake” this morning, that he made the other time.

After finding the campsite we drove into downtown Stuttgart to look around for awhile. We ate dinner, walked the shopping street, and saw a movie theater that was showing a Disney movie with Mickey, etc.

We checked into the campsite, visited downtown Munich, ate dinner in the Ratskeller, then managed to get to the campsite about 8:00 PM. It had been raining a lot. We managed to park the VW Van close enough to connect the refrigerator, and had a few ice cubes in the morning. The refrigerator also runs on 12V, but only when we are driving, then it gets cool, but not too cold. Another year we used a different Munich campsite, a few miles from Dachau, the location of the infamous concentration camp.

Drove all-round the edges of Lübeck (1979) following the camping signs. There were different looking signs, but apparently all for the same campground, and it was closed each time we found it. Bought more supplies and food at a very big store along the freeway, then found a campsite in the nearby town of Travelmunde, where our ferryboat leaves for Denmark in the morning.

At the campground near Schwerin there were three young people in the office. We talked for over an hour, and it was interesting to hear what they had to say. They said they did not have to worry about the necessities of life while East Germany existed, but all agreed that in the long run, if they could live as people in West Germany live, that would be best.

In Schleswig we stopped for tourist information, and visited the Evangelical Lutheran Church. The campsite was easy to find, and from the campsite we could look back across the water at the church and its extremely high steeple. There was some misunderstanding of the German language as to when the French Fries were going to be ready in the campsite restaurant, so we ended up with none.