my next destination, Colditz. I set the satnav to avoid motorways and was rewarded with fantastic roads and very little traffic. Result. The campsite at Colditz was set in the middle of a forest, but there was plenty of grass to pitch the tent, together with hard standing for the scooter. After pitching up I got back on the scooter and went to the local supermarket for some supplies. I was astonished (and pleased) to find that a half litre can of beer cost 30 cents, and, being the big spender that I am I brought two cans to keep me going together with some sandwiches for tea. A good nights rest was had but in the morning I heard the dreaded pitter patter sound on the roof of the tent that signified rain had come, and it was not holding back. I put the waterproofs on and headed for breakfast in the campsite restaurant (read â€˜glorified shedâ€™) where I was treated with eggs, bacon, soft rolls, hams, cheeses and marmalade. The rain kept coming, as did my curses, as I started the scooter to venture into Colditz to see the castle, famous for holding allied prisoners of war during WW2. The highlight for me was the museum contained within its walls, where fantastic items were on display. I was astounded by the prisonerâ€™s extraordinary attention to detail in replicating the German uniforms, passports, visas, badges, buttons, etc. The prisoners were a resourceful lot, brave beyond The SAM Observer July 2013
The July 2013 edition of "The SAM Observer"