Bremen - Ribe

Another long day on the road rewarded by great scenery and a soaking for Flynn and I.
We set off this morning from our 1st proper European/German campsite. The cleanest, tidiest most boring site so far with talk radio in german in the showers and washrooms and kitchen and foyer and WC. It looked more like an up market hotel than a camping facilities block. A far cry from the ramshackle cuteness of camp Zeeburg in Amsterdam full of hippies and students stoners.

So today was a tom-tom no motor-way cruise. Right through the guts of lowland Germany and Denmark's Jutland peninsula. 100 kph max speed limit with gentle winding roads dotted with villages. Acres and acres of corn and hundreds if not thousands of wind turbines. Dotty had enough grunt to get by the slow moving tractors and trucks so it was too slow going.

Half way we crossed the river Elbe on a car ferry. The tide was running in so the channel was full of container ships heading up river to Hamburg. Flynn and I stood at the front of the ferry watching one of these huge monster when we crossed the bow wave. The wave crashed over the front of the ferry and onto us and a few other passengers. We all stood dripping in salty Elbe. Laughter all round. Amazing how laughter has no language.

The A5 took us north as the sun came out. The signs slowly becoming more Scandinavian until in a flash, we were in Denmark.

we were heading for Ribe, A town founded in 869AD or so. It only has one camping platz and what a platz it is, Kids have their own washroom with smaller showers and lower shower heads. Unisex washrooms for the grownups. Each with private cubicles of course. Amazing camp kitchen and laundry. Petting zoo, Two playgrounds. WiFi. Do know if we can go back to pitching a tent in some farmers field after this.

Dotty all parked up and washing in the dryer we jumped on the bikes and cycled into town. I love bike lanes. I mean proper separate bike "roads". Not a painted line in Barclay's colours. In Amsterdam we bought pegs for the bikes so Jane and Flynn can sit on the luggage rack, with a cushion, and rest their legs on the pegs.

Ribe was lovely medievalness but the sun was going down, it was getting chilly and nothing much was open. Kids aren't up for pickled fish yet. So we will pop in again tomorrow and check it out.

Tomorrow arvo we drive to Hirstals on the northern tip of Denmark because Friday morning we drive onto a ferry for our 20hr ride to Norway across the North Sea.

Not sure where the next wifi will be.....catch you then,

Chris