Viareggio
Ciao!
We Intrepids are back online again, after a marathon journey from the campsite to the centre of Viareggio (MumSue, we are camping, just in a different place!) - we are about 2km from town, which usually would take mere mortals less than an hour to complete.
However, us being us, thought it would be fun to walk to the sea-front and make our way along the beach to the shops. The walk to the seafront is 1km, walking away from town, then another 2kmish to the centre from there. So with that and wandering aimlessly trying to find an internet cafe, our legs are nicely toned and we are 10% fitter than we were this morning. Oh and it was during an imminent thunderstorm, so do you see the lengths to which we go to keep you entertained? We do hope so.
Arrived in Viareggio to cloudy skies and buffeting winds, not quite the idyllic sun-filled resort we had been hoping for. Caught a bus to the campsite we had chosen (which looked nice in the brochure), which is along an avenue surrounded with trees and forest, with about 3 campsites next to each other.
As we walked in, it looked a bit run-down, but thought it was just tiredness affecting our judgement - we were shown to our 'pitch' and thereupon attempted our first tent-building. However, without a hammer, it proved tricky to get the pegs past the large underground stones and thick tree roots, so our converse trainers came in very handy, hitting the pegs with mounting frustration and anger. Pegs were bent by stones, hands were bruised by pegs, pegs ended up being thrown long distances due to afore-mentioned bending.. After the pegs were in, realised tent was on top of an angry ant's nest. So unpegged pegs, moved tent, bent more pegs, threw more pegs, hit converse trainers more.. but somehow, the tent managed to be erected.
Also realised tent was next to the railway line, with express trains threatening to derail next to the site every 10 minutes, and a busy main road with fast cars and honking scooters. Still, we thought, at least the tent is up - we can put up with the rest (grubby toilets, showers and sinks, grubby travellers (we're clean travellers), grubby amenities, ants..).
Exhausted from erecting, unerecting and erecting tent again, made our way to the amenities to have a nose around and see if we could buy some food. Found toilets - holes in ground, lovely. Went back to reception to ask after nearest ATM and was informed that we had pitched our tent in the wrong place, in between two pitches. Imagine our delight! But the kind receptionist said we could move the tent in the morning.
Decided there and then to stay one night and try another, quieter, cleaner, normal-toiletted site (this one was also 2km from the beach) in the morning. So ate at the restaurant on-site and went for an early night. Had a vague sleep-like trance state for a couple of hours, inbetween bouts of waking due to inebreated neighbours, express trains, zooming cars and wind (outside the tent, not inside) and woke, not the slightest bit refreshed, and blearily packed the tent (a hell of a lot quicker than putting it up) and exited the site by 9am.
Weaved our way down the road 10 metres and came across 'Camping Paradiso', an oasis in a sea of discontent. Log cabins, tall pine trees, pine needles in a light smattering over the sandy ground, sunlight filtering through the trees onto white-gravelled ground, normal toilets and clean showers, clean people wandering along the winding, pretty paths. And 7 euros cheaper! Receptionist had a heated debate with the guy who runs it (spitting image of Zio Beppe) as to whether or not they had room - luckily for us, she persuaded him they did, and, with a sparkle in his eye, patting random people on the head as he skipped along, he showed us to the spot.
And a lovely spot it is. Dappled sunlight falls on the tent, passing through the pine trees towering way above our heads. Pine needles cover the floor, and the pegs slid in with the greatest of ease into the sandy (unstony) ground. Nice neighbours, nice people, nice setting, very clean - lovely!
The weather yesterday was fab, sunny all day, so we made our way to the beach (just a 1kmish walk - we'll get so fit in between our tanning sessions!) and spent the afternoon there before returning to the tent and lazing about for the evening. Washed our clothes by hand which was new to both of us - you get so used to home comforts that fending for yourself makes you realise how well-off we all are!
Going to splash out and lie on the private beach tomorrow (11 euros for 2 seats and an umbrella) and do absolutely nothing. Love this travelling lark!
Will try and post in a couple of days. Looking forward to seeing you in Firenze, M,P&L!
Lots of love to all
The Getting Browner Ones xxx
We Intrepids are back online again, after a marathon journey from the campsite to the centre of Viareggio (MumSue, we are camping, just in a different place!) - we are about 2km from town, which usually would take mere mortals less than an hour to complete.
However, us being us, thought it would be fun to walk to the sea-front and make our way along the beach to the shops. The walk to the seafront is 1km, walking away from town, then another 2kmish to the centre from there. So with that and wandering aimlessly trying to find an internet cafe, our legs are nicely toned and we are 10% fitter than we were this morning. Oh and it was during an imminent thunderstorm, so do you see the lengths to which we go to keep you entertained? We do hope so.
Arrived in Viareggio to cloudy skies and buffeting winds, not quite the idyllic sun-filled resort we had been hoping for. Caught a bus to the campsite we had chosen (which looked nice in the brochure), which is along an avenue surrounded with trees and forest, with about 3 campsites next to each other.
As we walked in, it looked a bit run-down, but thought it was just tiredness affecting our judgement - we were shown to our 'pitch' and thereupon attempted our first tent-building. However, without a hammer, it proved tricky to get the pegs past the large underground stones and thick tree roots, so our converse trainers came in very handy, hitting the pegs with mounting frustration and anger. Pegs were bent by stones, hands were bruised by pegs, pegs ended up being thrown long distances due to afore-mentioned bending.. After the pegs were in, realised tent was on top of an angry ant's nest. So unpegged pegs, moved tent, bent more pegs, threw more pegs, hit converse trainers more.. but somehow, the tent managed to be erected.
Also realised tent was next to the railway line, with express trains threatening to derail next to the site every 10 minutes, and a busy main road with fast cars and honking scooters. Still, we thought, at least the tent is up - we can put up with the rest (grubby toilets, showers and sinks, grubby travellers (we're clean travellers), grubby amenities, ants..).
Exhausted from erecting, unerecting and erecting tent again, made our way to the amenities to have a nose around and see if we could buy some food. Found toilets - holes in ground, lovely. Went back to reception to ask after nearest ATM and was informed that we had pitched our tent in the wrong place, in between two pitches. Imagine our delight! But the kind receptionist said we could move the tent in the morning.
Decided there and then to stay one night and try another, quieter, cleaner, normal-toiletted site (this one was also 2km from the beach) in the morning. So ate at the restaurant on-site and went for an early night. Had a vague sleep-like trance state for a couple of hours, inbetween bouts of waking due to inebreated neighbours, express trains, zooming cars and wind (outside the tent, not inside) and woke, not the slightest bit refreshed, and blearily packed the tent (a hell of a lot quicker than putting it up) and exited the site by 9am.
Weaved our way down the road 10 metres and came across 'Camping Paradiso', an oasis in a sea of discontent. Log cabins, tall pine trees, pine needles in a light smattering over the sandy ground, sunlight filtering through the trees onto white-gravelled ground, normal toilets and clean showers, clean people wandering along the winding, pretty paths. And 7 euros cheaper! Receptionist had a heated debate with the guy who runs it (spitting image of Zio Beppe) as to whether or not they had room - luckily for us, she persuaded him they did, and, with a sparkle in his eye, patting random people on the head as he skipped along, he showed us to the spot.
And a lovely spot it is. Dappled sunlight falls on the tent, passing through the pine trees towering way above our heads. Pine needles cover the floor, and the pegs slid in with the greatest of ease into the sandy (unstony) ground. Nice neighbours, nice people, nice setting, very clean - lovely!
The weather yesterday was fab, sunny all day, so we made our way to the beach (just a 1kmish walk - we'll get so fit in between our tanning sessions!) and spent the afternoon there before returning to the tent and lazing about for the evening. Washed our clothes by hand which was new to both of us - you get so used to home comforts that fending for yourself makes you realise how well-off we all are!
Going to splash out and lie on the private beach tomorrow (11 euros for 2 seats and an umbrella) and do absolutely nothing. Love this travelling lark!
Will try and post in a couple of days. Looking forward to seeing you in Firenze, M,P&L!
Lots of love to all
The Getting Browner Ones xxx
posted by the travellers at 5:06 pm
4 Comments:
Ciao,
Very amusing post, even if it does sound a bit traumatic. So glad that you are settled now in 'Camping Paradise', sounds lovely.
Good too, that you are using the tent! Are you reading your book in the light of your little lantern, H? Oh, the cosy scene is warming my heart!
A, hope you got my text with dates etc. Only 3 days to go.... Yippee! There is so much to do before then, but isn't there always?
We are going to Zegna's tomorrow for Leo's birthday celebrations, so hope it doesn't rain. Weather has been a bit changeable the last few days. At first the grey sky was a welcome relief from the relentless heat, but now, it's enough. Come back, sun, all is forgiven.
Keep your eyes on the weather forecast, and keep up the hard work of relaxing.
See you in Italia!
Love you lots, Mxxxy XXX
Ciao girls!
Sounds paradiso! Although not sure about the camping lark, lodges would be more my thing!
Had Leo's party yesterday which was very nice but very noisy (went to Bill & Simones night before, bit hungover & very tired!)I can't believe he is 4, where have those years gone! You will notice a BIG change in him, he seems to have grown up and is a lot less demanding!
Hope you have a lovely relaxing time at the beach and look forward to speaking to you on M's phone when you are in Firenze!
Love to you both, missing you lots
Love Zegna xxx
Hello intrepid ones! Youre on my old stomping ground there! Amalia, do you remember me telling you when that boy who came to visit me endured a day on that beach with me and Peregrine and ended up on a drip in hospital?! Just be careful of the sun is all i will say. Good thing you are getting a brolly for a day at least. I shall look forward to see you tanned, toned ladies in 2 days! Yippeeeee.
Just been down to Cornwall for the weekend with Lizzie, although it meant i missed the family b-day celebrations we had a lovely time,and had really good weather, i look like an old soak as my nose (just my nose) is bright red! Thats windy beaches for you.
So looking forward to dinner al fresco in Firenze with you both, and hearing more tales.
Lots of love,
Lydia xxxx
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