Too much sausage

We took a train from Hamburg to Amsterdam. This time we didn't stay at a hostel but instead in a cabin on a camping place located some 10 kilometres outside of town. It was over two kilometres walk from the nearest metro stop to the camping place. On our way we bought some food. There was no fridge in the guest kitchen so I had to eat half a kilo of sausage plus 200 grams of very salty Zaanlander cheese before they spoil. The sausage turned out to be Balkan, not my favourite sausage style. I did my best (my wife helped a bit with the cheese but refused to do so with the sausage) but unfortunately some of the sausage had to be thrown away.

There was a large forest area close to the camping site. We took a brief walk there. There were also a lot of hares living next to the cabins. Every morning they were very close to our cabin's door and in the night you could see their shadows while walking to the loo. It was almost scary.