I really didn't have time yesterday to fully take in the horror that is our campsite. Arriving late in the locale, and with the first campsite full, we had somehow ended up in a 1500 site holiday camp for northern Europeans whose idea of a break is a pre-erected tent/bungalow in close proximity to 4 bars, 3 restaurants, 4 swimming pools and 45,000 OTHER PEOPLE.
And, even where intentions were clearly benign, such as the arrangements of cubicles with shower, loo and sink in a self contained unit, they managed to cock it up. I mean, why put a nasty cheap slippery plastic clothes hook RIGHT OVER THE TOP OF THE TOILET BRUSH?? IDIOTS!!
And that is to say nothing of the camp's dictatorial tendencies designed to help our European friends feel at home. Like the camp identity card, WHICH MUST BE CARRIED AT ALL TIMES. Or the enforced siesta time between 1pm and 3 pm. YOU WILL NOT MAKE ANY NOISE AND TO REMOVE THE TEMPTATION TO USE YOUR VEHICLE THE GATES ARE BARRED.
Or the fact that the 2 pages of rules you are given on entry have to be tattooed on a body part of your choosing should your stay exceeds 5 nights.
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