Woke up at 3am to prepare for our 6am ferry to Trellenborg. Once on the deserted streets a couple of police appeared from nowhere and Scott was breathalysed. Lucky he passed the test! 

We drove to the Check in terminal. We were very early and sat in the car wondering what next. There was a lovely man who spoke English and he assured us that we had everything we needed to get on the boat. Passports are checked and online bookings were scanned before we were given boarding passes for the ferry. These passes contained the cabin number designation and a free drink each at the bar…including alcohol.

So we waited for about an hour before things started happening. We got our boarding passes and then queued in our cars waiting to drive onto the ferry. It was dark and foggy and when the driving started, we followed a Swedish BMW, thinking that he knew where he was going. But no! He just stopped in the middle of the wharf area and about 10 cars were behind us. Finally we saw cars turning around and we found the correct route to get onto the ferry.

We parked the car and found our family cabin on the boat. It was very spacious with 4 beds, a sofa and a bathroom with shower and toilet. 

We made our way to deck 11 where the restaurant served a buffet breakfast for €16:50ea. 

We settled for a while in the restaurant and then made our way back to the cabin to catch up on missed sleep. 

The fog was lifting so we could see more of the water. We took ourselves out on the deck which was not as cold as expected.

About an hour before the final destination we were told that guests have to leave their cabins in half an hour. 

The level three car section was unlocked about 15 minutes before arrival.  The ferry was emptied and it was quite a drive to exit the terminal. 

We drove straight to our little beach hut on the Baltic Sea. It was very modern with nice trimmings but we were disappointed that there was no firewood for the fire and the place was quite cold as the evening wore on.

There was a path leading down to the beach. It was cold but the ducks in the surf didn’t seem to mind. 

We drove into the main part of Trellenborg and checked out the shops before finding the supermarket. We stocked up with local goods for our dinner and drove back to settle in for the night. 

We also bought a loaf of rye bread and some tomatoes. We had been transporting eggs we’d brought from Berlin and decided to hard boil some to eat on the ferry ride tomorrow.

God Natt