Well, today is the last day of my 50s. Here’s how the day went.

We finally left our luxurious camping ground and continued heading west. It was much cooler today as we drove the back roads and enjoyed the countryside.

We could’ve detoured to a castle, but we weren’t feeling it. There are only so many castles you can see. Still, one happened to pop up along our route. More of a grand chateau, really, something straight out of France, with neatly trimmed lawns, a central fountain, and colourful flower beds. They offered tours, but we gave it a miss.

We stopped at a LIDL to get supplies. Chippies and chocolate. I really am starting my diet tomorrow. Oh, that’s right, it’s my birthday. Let’s start it the day after. 

We found a nice place by a pond to have an afternoon nap. It was perfect. The shade of a tree, and a cool breeze blowing through the van. Just as I was settling down, I heard a loud plop, followed by another. I looked out the rear doors, and there were giant fish jumping out of the water and landing with a splash. I couldn’t sleep with that racket going on! So we read our books for a bit, then moved on.

We looked at another camping ground on the way, but it was heaving with people. I think we were really lucky with the one we stayed at.

Anyway, not much else happened on the last day of my 50s. We found a nice spot by a lake to camp. It’s quite picturesque, but there are a lot of locals here enjoying the area. We might be in for a noisy night, though I assume they will all go home when it gets dark. 

What am I gonna do for my birthday? No idea. Every day is a celebration when you’re on holiday.