First thing this morning, a car check.
I became clear immediately that half the back right hand tyre had disappeared.
So it was ‘just’ a matter of buying a new tyre – which turned out to be much more complicated than anticipated. In the end, someone really nice drove us an hour East, where a tyre chop, out in the middle of nowhere with one foot in The Netherlands, had the required size.
We made it to our destination – but now, I’m so tired, I’ll have to go to sleep…