… You have ruined us for camping, forever.

A crossroads has been reached. The Wild Berry Mamas have decided: enough camping. The Mistral has been blowing; autumn is coming, our fleeces have been unpacked, and we want fridges in our lives again.

A route has been planned and we have mapped out the last leg of our European trip. But from this point on we’ll stay in apartments.

As Little WB said: “We will stay in a hotel so the mosquitoes can’t bite us anymore.”