Are you still packing or are you already driving?

Well, what can I say, a small camper is quite a challenge.

The storage space is quite limited. You have to use a lot of brain power to store things optimally. Questions arise like: What should I wear in the next few days, as the suitcase has to go all the way to the bottom? Where do I need to access constantly? How do I store things so they don't clatter during the drive? Those of you who are campers know what I'm talking about. Only one person can move around, the other is condemned to either take a seat in the front, lie on the back seat, or alternatively sit or leave the car.

But a small car also has its advantages, you can reach almost everything while sitting. That reminds me of the time with our T5 California. We were still tidying up and stowing while others had already been gone for at least an hour. Just like now. I'm having déjà vu.

Toyota, where did the car come from? China, Japan, Korea? In any case, from an Asian country with small, delicate people. You can also tell that from the front seats. They are not designed for delicate elves like us. Whereas Carsten, my male elf, has plenty of space on the right and left, but less space forward and backward, in which case I have enough space. It doesn't matter if you're short and fat or tall and slim, you simply have the wrong body structure for this car. When I'm sitting in the driver's seat, I always feel like I'm tipping to the right. Thank goodness there's the door that supports me.

Today we're taking the ferry to Kangaroo Island.

Why is Australia's third largest island called that?

Because in 1802 Captain Flinders and his half-starved crew landed here and shot 31 kangaroos that were surrounding them. They regained strength from the meat and named the island after the marsupials.

On the way to the ferry, we felt like we were in a Rosamunde Pilcher film. The landscape just transported us to England or Ireland.

Even the weather was very British. Cold, gray, and wet. It presented its best side.

Hopefully it won't stay that way. However, clouds have the charm that we don't have to get up so early for sunrise pictures.

On the other hand, the colors and atmosphere are much better in the sun. Well, let's see. At least the rain is supposed to let up tomorrow.

The crossing takes 45 minutes and there was quite a bit of waves today. Up, down, right, left. It feels like being in a rodeo, on one of those headless mechanical bulls.

Kangaroo Island doesn't have many paved roads, in total I think only 6 or 7.

And if you take a wrong turn here, you immediately end up on a bumpy, lumpy off-road track.

We experienced that while looking for our campsite. These must be test tracks for cars, to find out what rattles. Everything rattled in our case.

Small bumps in short intervals, on sandy ground, are just not ideal for normal campervans.

Well, tomorrow we have to go back 2 km on a bumpy track, then we'll have solid road under the tires again.