Vanlife sounds like sunsets, wide beaches, and freedom on four wheels.But sometimes another moment slips in: the body stops, strength collapses – and life in the motorhome becomes quiet. I experienced this in Spain. An unexpected clinic, a taxi instead of the motorhome, a night full of questions. For two weeks I could barely do anything, and when we continued driving, the exhaustion came back – this time in France. Emergency room, medication, keep rolling. It was a different

Kochen im Camper – das klingt für viele nach Dosenravioli, Fertigsuppe oder schnell belegtem Brot. Für uns ist es etwas anderes.