Hello, last tour of the year. Do you fancy an insider tip on the Elbe? We are standing on the Weser and Elbe and are thinking about emigration. My wife is leading the way and bye. I was sent down a floor. Suddenly we had a power outage and so we found out about a parking space in Stade. If you want to know how it all fits together, then climb in and hold on tight. And off we go on a wild ride. Watch out for the important passenger. Our journey is about 200 km, the destination is Bremerhaven. We drive to the parking space at the double lock. From here it is not far to the city center, where there are all kinds of sights. The site is between a double lock and a moderately busy road. Neither of these things bothered us. You can find the geodata at the bottom left. Our parking space offers a very good view of the lock and the big ships practically drive past our pillows. It is impressive when the road rises so steeply towards the sky. A visit to the Maritime Museum is also very interesting. Here is a view of the Bremerhaven skyline. You don't see a vintage truck parked upright every day. Now let's talk about emigrating. Let's jump back to 1870. Bremerhaven is known as a floating springboard to the whole world. Impressed by the scenery, my wife steps onto the gangway, looks around once more and is gone. She checks in at reception with her new identity and then immediately starts looking for her cabin. Well, 3rd class is not a model of comfort, but this is not the time to be picky. Ah, she is still looking, the look on her face is telling. Don't be squeamish, it could be worse and it was worse. A look into the comfort class gives free rein to envy and there is land in sight and we go to the baggage claim. Immigrating to North America is no picnic and the hurdles are really high, which leads to a long list of questions. Nobody really knows what happens next, so we ask. But it's all just a backdrop. The first job is pretty close to your own abilities, but the pay in one of the tastefully decorated harbor bars is better. After that, a quick apprenticeship as a food salesperson through the second educational path and you've really found your feet. That's why you want to have a say and sometimes share your opinion loudly. My darling was relieved to be back in the present, which is where my journey into the past began. A practical tour of the rooms in one of the last World War II submarines showed that seafaring in that time frame was no fun, even under water. Time for new plans. After a proper refreshment, we visit the fishing harbor, which is just around the corner. A quick dispose of the stuff and off we go. The Fischereihafen district is located at the mouth of the Weser between the Geeste and Lune rivers. The parking situation is a challenge at around 8 m, but it can be solved. Right at the beginning we ask the nice gentleman where we can get the best fish sandwiches and he is happy to give us information. The trip was worth it and we made some money again. A walk through the Fischereihafen district is an absolute must. We stretch our legs again, some quickly, some less so, and we set off for Twielenfleth. The parking space is quite small and has no infrastructure. You have to be self-sufficient. We actually are, but the worst is yet to come. I don't think the place is that well known, which is why you could probably call it an insider tip. After lots of fresh air, it was time for the well-earned camper evening. Turn on the TV and put your feet up, until we were shocked in the evening. The power went out. According to the display, our lithium battery was well charged, but unfortunately it was empty. The battery management system had an error and showed that there was power that was unfortunately not available. This showed once again that it is helpful to have a reserve in these cases. Our Suaoki stepped in for the empty main battery and helped us through the rather cold night. The next morning we used it to recharge the battery. It was replaced at home without any problems under the warranty. Has anyone ever had these problems? Please write them in the comments. But unfortunately we had to give up our beautiful spot and look for a parking space with electricity. We found one in Stade, where we have always wanted to go. The parking space at Schiffertor is way ahead in every respect and highly recommended.