Monday 29 October
Ingolstadt – Sippersfeld, Germany.
We began the day with a trip into the town of Ingolstadt; Tom worked on building a Rolling Road for Audi (the motor company) some thirty-odd years ago so wanted to revisit the place just for old time’s sake.
The town appeared to quite an affluent one; a shop with Patek Phillipe watches on display wouldn’t survive otherwise. Several bakeries had Leigh salivating so before we returned to the car she slipped into a bakery and purchased a couple of round, bun-type cakes with icing sugar simply sifted on the top. Tom was not as keen on the cake as Leigh…but he still ate it! They were like a cross between a soft doughnut and a pastry cake with a filling that tasted like apple puree.
The buildings offered a palette of pastels. Soft yelled, blues and pinks shouted, ‘Look at me, am I not the prettiest building you could ever see?’
Before returning to the campsite to collect the caravan (always a good idea) my humans called into Aldi for some bread and hot chocolate. I was quite excited at the prospect of being left in the car alone with the scrummy looking cakes but guess what? Tom moved them. Telling Leigh, ‘I don’t trust her not to eat them’, he not only put them in the boot of the car but in a locked suitcase. Yelp!
When they returned from their shopping trip (with wine, fruit, meat, chocolate – as well as the two items they had actually gone in to buy) I was in the boot. I heard Tom say to Leigh, ‘I wondered where on earth Martha was at first and then I spotted her in the boot’. Leigh replied, ‘Crazy dog – good job you did lock the cakes away then’. Little did they know I had almost worked out the combination lock on the case; beaten by the clock. Yelp!
Our planned destination had been Heidelberg for today but on arrival at the site the receptionist muttered, ‘Nein hunde’. No dogs? No dogs? What sort of welcoming campsite was this? All three of us were rather surprised so we jumped back in the car, called a site about an hour’s drive away and set back off. On arrival at the second site we were greeted by a superfriendly lady who was more than happy to see me. We have a lovely pitch almost at the edge of a pretty lake.
Leigh and I took a walk whilst Tom set the caravan up and all of us agreed this is actually prettier, smaller, and friendlier than the original site – albeit there is no phone signal and no Wi-Fi. On reflection, that’s not a bad thing at all.
Woofs, Martha xx