Dear Ma

Dad and I went camping for the weekend at that other farm.  The place where we went to had a couple of silly rules but we were smarter than the system, again, like always.  I can't remember the whole story now.  Doctor says it could have something to do with drinking water from that hidden underground pipe that we found and tapped into.  As I remember more details after will tell you the whole story over the next couple of letters.

They told us that there are no filling stations near the camping place but I managed to get to the camp site on fumes.

That showed them!  When we needed to start heading back the fumes wasn't working so we put some cooking oil in the petrol tank 'cause Pa read on the Internet that it works sometimes and it worked until the exhaust gave us some problems.  Lucky for us a trekker towed us to the nearest town and it only took us 4 days.
I can't wait to tell you about driving around the camp site.  The organisers was silly again and said to travel in groups or even busses (can you imagine that?!) but I will tell you next time.
Maybe it would have been better to listen to their advice about having enough petrol, but as you know I am usually slimmer than the system.

Your loving son, Piet