camping

I awoke to a great view this morning – I had no idea what the place looked like when I pulled in last night, but it turns out my campsite was pretty nice. I set off in search of breakfast, but unfortunately there was absolutely nothing along the road, including petrol stations. I found one at just above a quarter tank, though, filled up and grabbed water, and then tried to follow the directions to the café the cashier had recommended. I guess his estimate of 200m down the road was an exaggeration, because after passing the café that in hindsight must have been it even though it was practically across the street from the gas station, there was nothing else for miles.