Drove to Chester and checked into a camping ground a short walk from the city centre. We were looking forward to our first night in the VW camper. The camp sites here are nothing like the ones in New Zealand. When we arrived the camp owner asked if we had children with us and didn't seem to believe us as she peered around the van looking for where we may have hidden them. We reassured her we didn't have any children on board and then she asked us if we had dogs. No we replied. She said dogs were welcome but not children!
The camp had 2 hot showers and 4 toilets and lots of bins for recycling and rubbish. There was a roof over two sinks which were labeled 'food preparation' and 'dish washing'. On the noticeboard above were photos of the caravan park covered with snow and dated April 2008. How they can provide such exposed facilities in such weather is beyond me!
There were no facilities to hook up to waste water or taps as we usually have. All the caravan owners carry huge plastic gadgets on wheels or roll huge round tanks back and forth to the waste water drain and toilet disposal spot several times a day.
The camp was conveniently located alongside the Shropshire Union Canal and were able to walk along the tow-path to the local inn and have a pint there.
We telephoned John's second cousin, Arthur Brighton, who lives in Chester. We had met Arthur and his wife Margaret when we were in Chester 12 years ago.
We had a great day visiting the ancient Roman ruins and walking the Roman wall that circles the old city centre. The walls were built in AD 70.
In the Middle Ages Chester was the north west's most important trading port on the River Dee but since then the river has silted.
Chester is really attractive with several Tudor and Victorian timber framed buildings.
In the evening we went out to a local restaurant with Arthur's sister Linda and her husband Roy.
At the campsite we were next to a motorhome with French plates. the English couple chatted to us about life in NZ and France. When Arthur and Margaret visited us they recognized our neighbours as friends of theirs who now live in France permanently but were back for a wedding in Chester.