We became quite practised and developed a routine for completing this
task. This included a division of jobs according to the labour force available.
In other words, I held the grey water pipe into the dump station and held the
toilet upside down to empty it and Emma stood several feet away - hosing off
the toilet and spraying bleach at it. Despite the presence of an audience
every time we dumped and a nest of angry biting ants on one occasion, the
'Dump' was always completed without major hitches.
So that's the camping experience in a nutshell - from registration to checkout.
Go on, try it! Just ask permission before you drive onto someone's
field/lawn/patio because, despite appearances (and in fact our experiences in
America), not every patch of semi-open ground is a campsite!