Checking out, we headed into New Hampshire to stock up on
cheap booze for 4th July celebrations and top up the gas to the max
– we spent $73 on booze and another $73 on gas! Our preparation was not complete
until we had visited a nearby Walmart for us both to have our last US haircuts.

We had bought some bubbly to celebrate our achievement with but
it didn’t seem fitting at this campsite.
How can I describe it? It was very
‘local’. The place was seething with
families sharing a large field, most of whom were pretty drunk by the time we
got there. Our site wasn’t exactly defined so people wandered right across it and
there was no electricity or fire pit.
And it was $50 for the night. Bit of a rip-off.
Spot our camping spot..... no, I can't either, it was basically parking in a field. |
I think we both felt a little deflated to
be honest, it wasn't the fanfares and exuberant atmosphere we had hoped for but we were still determined to make the best of the situation. Si sparked up the BBQ and we had steak with
sweet potatoes and cracked open some beers.
The best we could then do was sit back and watch as the family disco
started and some of the worst songs in history were amplified into our
ears. That included the ‘birdy song’ so
I don’t feel I need to explain any further!
After the disco, there were several illegal but lengthy
firework displays overhead, which we took to be the rest of the revellers
celebrating our achievement with us. Or
it may have been pre-4th July celebrations? You decide.
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