As we followed the road it led off into fields and turned into a farmers track. No tarmac or cobbles, just loose rocks with large puddles spotted about. Confused, but confident it was the right road, we followed it until it came to a small village adjoining the main road we were looking to get on.
We got to Sroda in the early afternoon and walked through the length of it, and seeing as it looked so nice we decided to stop on the other side and go back in for the evening. We stopped at a hotel which had no staff, and so carried on to a pub where we charged some things and got onto the internet. As it began to get dark we went back to the outskirts and chilled with cards in the tent.