Comfy camping

So camping was amazing.

Especially the first night.

Honestly it was not my doing, it just happened that way! Tee hee.

You see we ended up in a five star beautiful French hotel with a gourmet restaurant. Four poster beds and comfy white slippers.

My kind of camping.

I promise it was not planned.

So the story goes........

On the way, our car decided it needed a break. So on the French autoroute we had to pull over and call for help. Our very helpful Swiss car insurance instructed us that on these private roads, we could not be towed anywhere, so we had to get off them.  Wow, such rules.

Anyway we managed. The rescue service was taking a while, so given that we were five people and it was getting late, we needed to find a place to stay.  My wonderful smart phone, showed me that within 2km there was a hotel, so I called and got us two rooms for the five of us.

On arrival there, we saw how lovely it was. However we had to empty our car and trek ALL our camping equipment through the reception area of this sophisticated establishment. Luckily the hotel manager was very kind, but it was a little embarrassing.  Pots, pans, sleeping bags, tents, cool boxes, blankets, all trawled through the hotel lobby.
Our car was then towed away.

After an exquisite nights sleep, we enjoyed a tremendous continental breakfast, mmmmm....

Shortly after we got two taxis to the next city, there was no chance of fitting in one!! Meaning we trawled all of our camping things out of the hotel into the taxis.  Trying to be discrete and quiet. After a long trip on a windy round, we arrived in Saarbrucken, and got a rental car. After an hours debate on the size of car we needed, then at last we headed off camping!
24 hours later we arrived.

The weekend was wonderful. Friends, sunshine and open fires.

However I have to confess the adventure of getting there really made this weekend extra special.

Any of you off camping soon?
I recommend a breakdown en route.