Oh well, all good things one to an end and so we reached the final day of the 2013/14 pre-season training camp.
After a couple of cloudy starts to the two previous days, a glorious day of blazing sun dawned.
The first of two meals within the space of two hours saw breakfast at 8.30am with all of us asked to bring our luggage down so that it could all be loaded onto the van which would be heading home directly after that afternoons match.
A pretty uneventful couple of hours ensued, which enabled Uwe and Matthew Benham to enjoy a cycle locally for an hour or so.
Then at 10.30am, it's meal number two with pre-match served as it always is on match days - three and a half hours prior to kick off.
Now the meal, as one would expect, was pretty much event free but as most of the players departed the room Chris Domoney aka Sladey, the masseur, decided he wanted a drink.
He took one of the electrolyte tablets that the players have regularly and dropped it in his bottle of water to dissolve.
However unknown to Sladey the one litre bottle contained fizzy water and the result was one of the most spectacular table fountains I have ever seen.
Absolute quality.
Then it was time to say our farewells to the most hospitable of sports complexes and their staff to board the coach for the match.
It took about an hour and a half to reach the location, FC Erfurt's training base some twenty or so kilometres beyond the sizeable town of Erfurt.
It looked on arrival like a classic training ground with little character but as has been the norm on each of our visits to German grounds over each of the past two years, it soon transformed itself with loud music bellowing out of the specially erected speakers and the smell of bratwurst on the open barbecue.
I offered my services, as had been the case the previous Tuesday, to stand guard over the laptop that monitors the players’ heart rates.
Because of local logistics this had to be done some distance from the pitch but no problem there as I was doing my bit.
The warm up having been completed the two teams marched cross to the pitch, by which time approximately 600 spectators had arrived including some 30/40 Bees fans.
From my viewpoint, apart from being able to monitor the individual players’ heart rates, I saw next to no action as there was a line of supporters marring my view of the pitch.
I have to say it was a thoroughly entertaining ninety odd minutes as I was able to chat and socialise with those brilliant fans who had made their way over to Germany even though no one was too certain as to where the game was taking place, including me!
I heard first hand stories of how they made their way there particularly a group of about six who arrived with just twenty minutes left.
Having arrived at the station it appears there is only on cab in the vicinity which they missed out on. They then proceeded to wave down a works van and the driver said he would dump his stuff and come back for them, which he did. However he took them and dropped them off at Erfurt,s main ground.
On realising the game wasn't there, and now stranded, they spoke to a guy in a burger van and he said he and his wife would get their cars and give them a lift - and so they did; classic German hospitality and goodwill.
Before we left there was time for the Bees fans in attendance to be part of a group shot with the players.
On route to the airport there was a stop off for dinner at an absolutely charming restaurant organised by FC Erfurt.
From there it was another hour and a half journey to Leipzig Airport in readiness for our 21.45 local time flight to Stansted where we were met and transferred back to the Training Ground arriving on the stroke of midnight.
So regrettably the week long training camp had drawn to a close.
But what a week.
I really wish every Bees fan had the opportunity to see and witness what I have the privilege of seeing at first hand day in day out, whether in Germany or at home.
A brilliant and dedicated coaching, conditioning and medical team, led by Uwe in tandem with Mark Warburton, buoyed by the vision and support of owner Matthew Benham and under their charge a squad of players who are hungry for success and give 110 per cent each and every time in their efforts to achieve it.
Mark my words they will.
Peter Gilham, Brentford FC