4 in the moring and were are all scampering to the car. It was cold I was tired but that would stop me I was pumped and ready to go.

For two hours I tried to sleep but it failed due to joes constant blabbering about his wobbly tooth. 

I’m now going to cease my blogging about the car journey because it was so incredibly boring that I’m not going to say anymore about it.

We pulled up at the campsite ‘Paradise Plage’ near Neuchatel in Switzerland to find that part of it was under a motorway, great I’ve sat in the back of a hot car for ten hours to come to a place built under a bridge not quite what you would see on the front of a Toblerone box.

Half an hour later the tent was up and pitched as far from the motorway as we could get it. It was now the moment to see in this plage was really paradise. We went through a small forest to get to the pebbly beach. Wow to our amazement it was beautiful and clean beach with water as clean as the day and a warm Swiss afternoon sun beaming down on us. After a about an hour of sun bathing and swimming out and back to the pontoon it was about time for bed.