Tonight a little wooden room that smells of sauna, in Milmersdorf. We are 8 minutes from drop-off. Rhys and I will share twin beds tonight, but it’s worth it for the fact it is within budget and so close.
We went to the supermarket and loaded up with breakfast fruit and lunch sandwich materials, and the means to cook a tasty supper. This place has cooking facilities so we were able to go some way to counteract the meatiness that just inevitably closes in as one moves further east.
Our little Pace van is holding up nicely. Last time we used them the clutch fell out and we could have been royally fucked and then they charged us loads to fix an already damaged roller door, but they have a European breakdown option. H&H don’t let you bring a Luton to Europe.
This one feels solid. We ate up the miles.
Tonight she sleeps in this field and I’m pretty confident there aren’t enough weirdos in this area that she’ll come to harm. I like to back her up against something but there’s nothing so she’s a bit exposed. Two nights I wouldn’t allow, but it’s a Thursday so not likely to have pissed opportunists with access to tools and anyone else needs time to plan something like robbing a van.
The Germans can go on the list of annoying drivers. Nothing like as bad as the Saudis. But they have a bothersome habit. If you indicate to overtake a truck and there is a car ages behind that will definitely be able to maintain their speed and not be disrupted, the car will immediately floor it and start flashing their lights to stop you overtaking the truck. The road in front of every German driver belongs entirely to them and they must have it. It is a pattern that repeated over and over again.
Drop off tomorrow and then a night in Berlin. Then a load and the return journey. A long long drive, all said. I’m knackered but happy that the plan so far has worked.
I’ll enjoy a peaceful night here tonight. It is silent. We are in the woods. Not alone, many have built summer houses around us, but in a quiet place.
AlBarclay 