1975 our camping van burnt totaly in Turkey. We had in this camping van: - a plastic petrol can, that was not completely closed - a frig working with gas and having a flame. We stayed in a wunderful bay under pine-trees and were on the way to the next town on a difficult pist, as Michael annouced: It smells like fire. I oppened the sliding door and I saw the flames coming from the inflamed petrol feeding fire... I tryed to save the frig with the medicine of Michael getting the can out of the car but the can explosed near me. I was burnt and we found a bark in the bay leading us to a bigger yacht on the sea. The yacht brought us to a club and we found a doctor, we were without passport and clothes... but alive!

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