Immaculate Loo’s do not a great campsite make

Ah the joy of finding that every other Brit couple unfortunate to stop over at this hell hole thinks the same as me. Maybe the owner doesn’t like the nation as a whole?  The people who ‘work’ here spend all afternoon sitting round with their friends drinking wine and smoking cigars. God help you if you should disturb them for something camping related. I even got yelled at for letting the dog pee up a tree – ” this is a campsite you know”. The urge to yell back ‘well you could have bloody fooled me’ was overwhelming and I put all ideas of leaving dog poo in inappropriate places right out of my head. It was a miserable few days only brightened slightly by waking up to Lily Allen singing ” F**k You” on Joe FM, the lovely lady in the sweetshop who didn’t know much English but told me where I could by a phonecard and the lovely man in the post office. The rest of the town (and the campers) had a permanent expression of a bulldog chewing a wasp whilst a lion claws at it’s bollocks.

Needless to say we were up early and waiting at the barrier for fat no neck to open up this morning. Leaving was a relief, I advise anyone from the UK never to stay there and if Alan Rogers thinks it has a ‘friendly atmosphere’ then he must have visited a site in a parallel universe. Vile people, vile site, vile atmosphere, fabulous loo’s.

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About travellingninjas3

Scarlet haired veggie/coeliac/tattooed/charity shop loving rebel sold everything to take to the road with 3 Yorkies in a campervan to discover the meaning of life & blog about it. It all went well for 18 months but then a flippin bloke walked into my life and turned it upside down so now the travelling has come to a halt but I still live in the van but in a field - marvellous :o)
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