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The weather is starting to pick up and we are winding down. Work seems a long way away and it is lovely to wake up and realise that we are on holiday and have four weeks of this heaven..What a lovely feeling. I can understand now why people sell up their houses and go full timing. I am not sure I want to go back but then the bills need paying and they don’t pay themselves.
We arrived at Reutte at 1.30 and found the small ACSI site closed. The tiny reception was empty and there was displayed two signs- one on the gate telling visitors that they could not enter the site between the hours of 12 and 2 nor between 8 at night and 7 in the morning and another on the office door to say the owner would be back at 2. This is one of the irritating points about European campsites. The further south you get the siesta takes over and staff take at least 2 hour lunches from 12 – 2 or 1 to 3 which means a lot of hanging about.
Exactly on the dot of 2 a Smart Car rolled up and
the owner had arrived back after his 2 hour lunch. His reception was the home of a smoker. The smoke smell lingering long after the last cigarette had been extinguished. As neither of us smoke we notice the smell and hate it. Cannot understand why people knowing what they know about cancer and cigarettes still chose to smoke. We have noticed more and more people on the continent seem to smoke particularly women. It looks like an accessory to hold a cigarette.
The cost of the overnight stay was 16 euros with the ACSI card plus 3 euros for WFI which was available on the site. Glenn loaded the WFI onto his IPad We needed to get hooked up to charge the batteries on mobile phones and computer which were getting low. Water was running out and the toilet cassette needed emptying. All chores that needed to be done on a campsite. We are finding it relatively easy now to do these chores. Armed with collapsible buckets we do all the jobs with ease. We seem to developed a regime which works for us.
The caravan site was set on a green field in the middle of the mountains which still had their winter snow covering. The alpine meadows looked lovely all yellow and full of buttercups and dandelions. Even the cows looked alpine – mink coloured and with cowbells around their necks. Architypal Austria. We felt like singing The Hills are alive but wrong country thank goodness. There were a large number of caravans on the site and it was obvious with their lean to sheds and awnings that they were permanent fixtures. The owners coming back weekly or monthly for visits. Walking and hiking the main pastime as it seemed to be that sort of area. When we arrived there was only one other motorhome owned by a Dutch couple. It had a garage on it which housed their dog. We like the idea of a garage but it takes up too much space and makes the motorhome bigger than we really wanted. We have seen many Dutch and Germans but very few Brits here. Perhaps it is too early in the season for the Brits or they are down in Spain..
As far as the site was concerned the shower block was functional. We should have had a token for a shower but were not given one and had to pay 1 euro for the privilege of a wash. Made worse by the lights going out part way through leaving us in darkness to try to find our clothes and grope for our belongings. This brought back memories of camping in the mid 1970’s in Wales where farmers used their land for campers and provided little or no facilities. Showers were non existent and toilet facilities back to basics. How they have changed and come on. Thank Goodness .
Burned my hand on the pan and found that although we had a first aid kit and I had packed everything but the kitchen sink in it I still failed to put something in for burns. Had to resort to tea tree oil which worked a treat. It is strange to find myself writing lists of things we need when before we left home I was convinced I had packed anything and everything we need. Talc required for the windows which do stick in the sun, a longer washing line, the list goes on and on. .
Spent the evening in the van drinking wine and eating Pringles. There was a bar on site but we did not frequent it as we both felt tired and had Kathrein locked into Astra 2 and British tv. .
The scenery was very impressive with the mountain peaks covered in snow. Our next stop Italy and hopefully the weather would continue to improve along the way.
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
You could have sung "The hills are alive with the sound of music"...
as Salzburg is in the same country as Reutte. Enjoying your blogs!