Day five abd six.

D a y F I v e.
Molly’s homeland.

Molly is thoroughly at home in the Fatherland. She is, after all, half German shepherd.
Loves all the fields, forests and fast flowing streams, slightly worried about the Rhine, goes a bit fast for any water she’s seen before so a quick dip to get the ball is out of the question.
Took her to Koblenz for the day. What she hates is the cities.
She was not impressed by the spectacular drive along the Rhine. Positively hated the ferry crossing, all that vibrating steel cannot be safe for man nor beast. Had a wander around the old part of town, where the Rhine and Mosel meet. (What’s left of it after you know who flattened most of it, you know when?) She hated it and was thoroughly miserable for the whole day. No more Cities for our girl. She will be much more settled sleeping in the wang while her boys pound the rotten hard streets in future.

D a y S I x.
Exercise V pleasure.

Easter Monday, a lovely sunny start and one more day before the verdict on the car.
Headed up the Autobahn to Maria Laach, a beautiful house and garden on the shores of the Laacher See. A more or less circular Lake.
Unfortunately so did half of Germany and we couldn’t get near the House and Garden for the crowds. Parked up and took Molls for a trot round the lake.
Even that was swarming with energetic folks in knickerbockers and knee socks striding purposefully along in a way that spoke more of exercise than relaxation. We felt almost slovenly enjoying our relaxing stroll in the spring sunshine.
The woods were alive with Dormice; Moll had a great time leaping from one pile of rustling Beech leaves to another. Threw herself headlong into the freezing water and generally had a rare old time soaking striding Germans.
We did meet an English couple that tipped us off about an hour free WI fi access (we have failed to find any since we were stranded) at Mc Cafes. Headed to the nearest one on the Autobahn but our crap computer battery (thank you Dell, why even supply at battery that wont hold a charge of more than 20mins?) went flat as soon as we downloaded our emails.
Back at the wang the sun was shining so we had a go at putting up the awning.
More zips and poles than is entirely reasonable. Fiendishly complicated and no instructions. Andy had a fabulous temper tantrum in view of the whole campsite.
Could be a whole new Olympic discipline. You have to franticly grab at anything within arms reach, toss throw or hurl it as far as you can. (Combining the skills of javelin, discus and caber tossing) while going purple in the face and bellowing every expletive known, really loud, causing an earth trembling echo and wide scale panic. Molly and I locked ourselves in the wang for safety and now we are not speaking. Ah the joys of camping.