I was ready for my first stay in a tavern. My plan was to do some levelling and get my live and magic bars filled up.
Fat chance, what I didn't know till I arrived at the first hotel in:
... it has its famous open book market this weekend. After 90km I was tired enough to just visit the next camp site that still has some room left for a single tent. That was probably the most crowded camp site I've ever seen. I set up my tent roughly 200m away from the restrooms and other necessities.
BYOP was next thing I didn't know. On this camp site you have to bring your own paper to enjoy a full length stay at the restrooms. In panic I hurried to the next open super market, I only had half an hour left to get me some valuable toilet paper.
Sunday I was just tired. I gave myself a catlick, then I walked myself to the book market.
I had a breakfast in the park and continued my diary while watching the masses leaving the trains and running for the market.
Still tired I went for another nap, or two, or even three naps. I got hungry again and got myself a pizza and continued reading the book "Goldener Handschuh".
On my way back I stopped at the reception to charge my laptop. It took so much time I almost finished with the book.
I was couch-potatoing this Sunday very much.
Sidenote: I will not complain about the pain in my knee anymore since it will partner in crime for the next weeks.