Studland

To get away from Bournemouth, you can use the road, long way or the ferry, short way.
Studland is only a few meters away, and the ferry pulls itself back and forth on a chain.

All attempts to find a wild parking space in Studland fail, the public ones are without exception "NO Overnight parking", so we stop at a viewpoint after the village, simply on a tarmac strip directly on the road. I park next to an old English van, my engine is not yet running, the old lady cranks the window down and screams out "you block me" (she sells ice cream from the car)
All I did was escape into this gap due to the traffic and I'm on the side of her sales.
I then park the car in peace. There is enough space here for 15 cars.

Because the locals are probably annoyed by campers, they drive past at night honking loudly and motorcyclists pull the clutch and rev their engines.
Understand who wants to, here there is no one within 3 km in any direction. You can understand it in the village, but here?
In 5 months in Spain, Portugal and France, it happened exactly once.