Das Leben ist kein Ponyhof

We’d been a little crowded out by motorhomes on our last visit to the Gitzy. This time we booked a spot in the tent field. “Park anywhere you like” our lady at reception said, so we did. The field was almost empty, so we picked a spot under a shady tree. It was good, but after one night we decided to re-pitch, backing onto the neighbouring Ponyhof. For the rest of our stay, we woke up to the sight of ponys grazing.

A horse grazing in a field

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