Taz develops late onset travel sickness.

Tuesday 10th August - Tingsryd

Well that washing has almost dried since the last post!

Had a trying day when we left Trosa. Started off badly as we set off in the rain and just as I left the campsite I noticed a tick on Taz's lip. Those of a delicate disposition might care to look away now and re-join at *

Following David's instructions, I yanked it off and threw it out the window but it seemed to trigger the vomit reaction in Taz. So David screeched to a stop (not too many things in the van were damaged) and we grabbed the only thing to hand which was an A4 campsite map and between us held it under Taz's mouth as he swayed backwards and forwards. Half way through David spotted a car behind us and as it was a very narrow road we had to set off again. Unfortunately by now David was driving with green bile all over his hands and his sunglasses were misted up (yes I know it was raining but he still worries about being recognised). But we found somewhere to stop and clean up and were off on our merry way.

*That night we found a quiet spot in a clearing in a forrest off a minor road and parked up. It seemed ideal, very quiet and Taz could run wild and feel the wind in his ears - not that he runs anywhere anymore, but he could have done if he'd wanted to. Unfortunately we didnt realise that the ants on the ground were flying ants preparing for evening raids. We had a very long steamy night - because we had to keep the windows shut and we had wet washing hanging everywhere! Oh and those stupid citrus candles are no good, they attract the Swedish mossies.

Still, we're here in a nice safe, dry campsite today after a trip round the "Kingdom of Crystal" area of Sweden - no false modesty there then. Tried to book in to hairdressers today but the 6 the tourist office told us about were either on hols, at lunch or there was one we didnt try (offered Thai massage, tarot readings etc as well as hair cuts). Went for a bike ride instead and broke our record by getting lost as soon as we left the camp gates. Didnt help that David kept the map upside down.

So on to lovely Malmo and hopefully I can get my hair cut there before we head back to Denmark. We've decided to save the rest of S Sweden for another trip (and for when we have some sort of GPS thing)