After getting the tyre fixed up, we are doing our
last groceries because we know the next 80 kms will be without any supermarket
around.
We are back then on the road but it’s raining cats
and dogs. The way we follow is at the beginning loaded of an heavy traffic jam.
Nevertheless, a few hours afterwards, the traffic jam is shrinking slowly.
All day long it’s raining and we can’t even find a shelter to wait for the rain to pass by. We are totally drenched. After 30 kms, we desperately find a small coffee shop on the road 63. We stop by to drink something hot. The tenant is a girl, it looks like she’s alone to manage this little shop which is quite a charming place. She makes us comfortable. Eventually, we ask her if she knows a place to sleep such as a campground so we could dry or outfits. She tells us she knows a place about 5 minutes ride away from here.
We finish our drink quickly then we head to this place as soon as we are ready. Once we get there, the tenant, who is a old woman tells us she just has the last caravan for us. We take it without hesitating. We are quite happy. It looks like it turns out well for us. However, before leaving the office, the old woman makes us notice it is a naturist campground. Firstly, we are dazed. We didn’t know that. Fortunately, we are not forced to take our clothes off. We decide to stay here for the nigh anyway. We’d rather have a home to sleep than staying outside under the rain and getting sick. Plus, she noticed we are French and she likes that. Therefore, she makes a discount for us which is pretty sweet.
In the middle of the campground, there is a place, a saloon alike. It’s actually here we can find the kitchen and the living room. We don’t have any choice but to go there to cook. When we come in, we see all these people naked, talking each other, naturally. It’s a pretty funny situation. At the beginning, we feel totally uncomfortable as we kept our clothes. Everybody is starring at us like if we were monsters. Shortly afterwards, everybody get used to it. We have to cook anyway as we have been starving. At least, we got a shelter for the night.
We are back then on the road but it’s raining cats
and dogs. The way we follow is at the beginning loaded of an heavy traffic jam.
Nevertheless, a few hours afterwards, the traffic jam is shrinking slowly.All day long it’s raining and we can’t even find a shelter to wait for the rain to pass by. We are totally drenched. After 30 kms, we desperately find a small coffee shop on the road 63. We stop by to drink something hot. The tenant is a girl, it looks like she’s alone to manage this little shop which is quite a charming place. She makes us comfortable. Eventually, we ask her if she knows a place to sleep such as a campground so we could dry or outfits. She tells us she knows a place about 5 minutes ride away from here.
We finish our drink quickly then we head to this place as soon as we are ready. Once we get there, the tenant, who is a old woman tells us she just has the last caravan for us. We take it without hesitating. We are quite happy. It looks like it turns out well for us. However, before leaving the office, the old woman makes us notice it is a naturist campground. Firstly, we are dazed. We didn’t know that. Fortunately, we are not forced to take our clothes off. We decide to stay here for the nigh anyway. We’d rather have a home to sleep than staying outside under the rain and getting sick. Plus, she noticed we are French and she likes that. Therefore, she makes a discount for us which is pretty sweet.
In the middle of the campground, there is a place, a saloon alike. It’s actually here we can find the kitchen and the living room. We don’t have any choice but to go there to cook. When we come in, we see all these people naked, talking each other, naturally. It’s a pretty funny situation. At the beginning, we feel totally uncomfortable as we kept our clothes. Everybody is starring at us like if we were monsters. Shortly afterwards, everybody get used to it. We have to cook anyway as we have been starving. At least, we got a shelter for the night.
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