Hurray, our camper is dry again! The mechanic of the workshop knows the tricks of the camper builders and manages to put in a new water tap. My bike is fixed as well.
At 11 o’clock we are on the road again after our involuntary break. The border to Poland is not far.
In the afternoon we stop at a tiny village with an inexpressible name. The restaurant looks like an old living room, the owners are very nice and speak German. The food is very good and heavy, if I always eat such portions, I will get problems.
They have found the first mushroom the season. This is hard to believe at this temperatures.