Our first night in the Bulli and we slept the sleep of the just. We’d had a romantic idea that we’d be awoken by shafts of new dawn sunlight. In reality it was dog walkers already up and about. There must have been 4 or 5 cars in the car park already.
In the blistering sunshine of morning we got a brew on with our new stove & kettle. Did we remember to bring cups? Of course not. We adapted. So what now? It was Friday and we had a few days off work, so maybe we could pick up a few supplies and head out to spend the night somewhere a little further from home.
So out we went to the Pulvermaar, the deepest crater lake in the Eifel at 72m deep, and a stunning site. The Bulli was too long for the parking lots by the lake, so we ended up in an overflow field. We had currywurst and coffee at the Pulvermaar cafe until things got stormy.
We decided we’d stay the night in the overflow field. Only problem was, it’s a nature reserve. One beer down and feeling very good about the world, we got unceremoniously booted out by a roving ranger at about 9pm. So we headed back. Day turned to night. We weren’t giving up that easily though, so back to the Monte Klamotte it was, for another night in the Bulli in the exact same spot we’d spent the night before. Other than a complete nutter driving full pelt into a pile of aggregate in the car park at midnight, then revving with his reverse lights on as if he was going to back into us at speed, it was a peaceful night.
