Slightly antisocial?

“You can put your tent here” she said, waving her arms in the general direction of a patch of grass.

“Here?” I asked, “in the middle?”

“Yeah. Just here somewhere” she sounded like she thought she was repeating herself. “You can come back to the reception when you’ve set up.”

She walked off, presumably back to reception.

I took my pizza and headed toward the water and a bench.


If I’m given a rock hard patch of slightly slopey, well driven over grass, I’ll choose the best bit and the best angle for my tent.

Does feel a bit antisocial to put it up right where people want to walk though..

(Did keep the guy ropes short)

Checking out late (and chocolate)

In the middle of packing up my stuff I looked at the time and realised I had 5 minutes to check out.

And until the loo card would stop working.

I dropped everything, picked up my purse and the Super Important Things and went to the loo.

Luckily the reception is right next door to the loo block.

I arrived with possibly half a minute to spare if you were being generous.

After I’d paid for the night, the lady did something with the card, “you have 3 showers left, do you want a chocolate?”

Took me a while and a bit of questioning to figure out she was serious.*

Um?

Do I want chocolate?

Is that a question?

Yes..

Yes I do.

So I took one 🙂

1 bar of chocolate? That’ll be 3 showers please..

The end.

Almost. I still have to pack the tent and actually leave.


* as opposed to certain people who ask if I want cookies when I feel I’ve done good things..