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Thu, 28 Aug 2003

author Tim location Oettern, Weimar, Thüringen, Deutschland
posted 10:12 CEST 30/08/2003 section Europe2002/Europe/Deutschland/Deutschland 2 ( all photos )

Into Leipzig ( 6 photos )
The morning was spent lazing around Meißen, making full use of the electricity (or "energy") we had paid for by doing some work on the journal, before we got ourselves on the road in the direction of Leipzig.
This would be a continuation of our loop designed to take up a few days while we awaited my Czech visa back in Berlin. Also, it would get Dave one step closer to his next destination.
Off the motorway, I spotted a gas specialist and, in my deranged state still held the belief that maybe, just maybe they would have the right type of gas. Not the case at all, but they directed us to a large Hardware House type place up the road to look there. Not suprisingly, they didn't either, although Baz was in his element, and we found a 240v lamp to use when we are plugged into the mains which cost us slightly more than the price of a bulb to go in it.
From there into the centre of town (another place with no caravan parks central), we parked just off the funnily-named Martin-Luther-Ring (the city's ring road) and wandered into the town proper.
A girl Dave had met on the bus on the way over here had issued a formal invitation for him to go and stay for a while, at a little town called Aschaffenburg East of Frankfurt am Main. Much of this afternoon was spent trying to work out how to get him there - we eventually booked a hotel for the night here (sleeping on the front seat, floor and outside was taking its toll!) and a train to said town for the following day (at the Hauptbahnhof, which is Europe's biggest train station).
After dinner, we wandered back through town to Rosie as her parking was running out, then drove Baz to his hotel. After saying our goodbyes, then negotiating for Rosie's release from the car park, Liz and I drove a little way north of town along one of the tram lines to the closest caravan park.
Campingplatz Auensee turned out to be quite a nice place, where the guy running it and I had a couple of interesting conversations, he speaking English and me German, both attempting quite humorously no doubt to get our points across.
Having decided to do our city sight-seeing the following day, sleep soon followed. We assume Baz slept better as well.

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