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Zagan the motorhome is unsure what language to speak, in the last few days he’s left the comfort of Croatian campsites, wildcamped in Slovenia and now is sitting in a free stellplatz in Schwanberg, Austria (N46.76340, E15.20639).<\/p>\n

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Last night we did two foolish things. Firstly we checked to see what the rules were around parking in the car park we were in, as all the cars left. It turned out that it was free (barriers all up) on Sundays, but charges start on Monday morning at 6am. As we were already in the car park, and the barriers were up on entry, we had no ticket. Jay worked out that we could press the ‘lost ticket’ button and would be charged \u20ac4, not bad for a day and night of parking right next to the town, when the camperstop up the road was charging \u20ac20.<\/p>\n

The second foolish thing we did was prompted by our good friends Phil and Jules<\/a> who we first met at Pont du Gard in their Glambulance. Now upgraded to Big Ben the Hymer, we’d previously been invited\u00a0to tour Morocco with them this coming winter, then during a\u00a0slightly inebriated Skype conversation we mentioned we want to get fit and might try to do a half marathon. A couple of days ago the email came through to say they have registered for the Marrakech half marathon, so you can guess what it was that did also last night.<\/p>\n

During the night I twice dreamt that 6am had come around and we were trapped in the car park in various ways. When I woke up,\u00a0the sun was also up and the local traffic was on the move. I glanced at the clock by our bed, 8.15am, time to get up. I crawled out of bed and grabbed our small alarm clock we have on the table (so we have to get up to turn it off), hang on, that says 6.15am. I peeped out of the curtains and the barriers were still up, climbing back into bed Jay was awake too, so that was it – we decided to get up and save ourselves 4 litres of beer by shifting Zagan to a patch of land we’d spotted around the corner.\u00a0By the time we’d parked up we were both wide awake, so at 7am we went out for a jog\u00a0– half marathon training has begun, needless to say Charlie stayed in bed.<\/p>\n

After showers and breakfast we set off for Austria, burning up the miles on the Slovenian motorways accompanied by suitable tunes.<\/p>\n