Romantic and beautiful it may be, but it was also very, very wet and windy in Rothenburg this morning. Hardened, outdoorsy types that we are, we had a lie in and a leisurely breakfast in the van. All the while reassuring ourselves that this is meant to be a holiday!

We caught up with laundry, made full and extensive use of the wonderful shower rooms, and tidied the cupboards. After previously using a suction pump to squish the duvet and pillows down to the size of a matchbox, we’ve realised that #vanlife is too short for that. Even with the promise of finely honed arms like Michelle Obama or Jennifer Aniston, I’d always rather have another twenty minutes in bed. So, now I shove the bedding into a cupboard and quickly shut the tambour door before everything tumbles out!

We headed up the Romantische Strasse to Wurzburg, gorgeous scenery but we had our first campsite fail. The site was more of a trailer park where people stay for the season, there was stuff EVERYWHERE. When we drove up it felt like that scene in American Werewolf where the forriners rock up, everyone went quiet and stared at the weird Brits. We skulked away and are now parked up on the river in Wurzburg with a glass of Riesling. And breathe…

In the end we stayed in a car park, with an area for Wohnmobiles, called Friedensbrucke Park.

The good bits: It’s not as bad as it sounds! The location is fantastic with great views, just a ten minute walk across the historic bridge into the town. It’s cheap, 12 Euros for 24 hours plus a Euro or two for electric hook up.

The bad bits: It’s a car park- what more can I say? There are loos but they are municipal car park loos- say no more! I plan on doing the old ablutions in the van and crossing my legs!!!