Saturday 27 October
Kiskunmajsai, Hungary – Sankt Polten, Austria.
We’ve enjoyed a fairly easy travelling day moving on from Hungary to Austria. Crossing the border from Hungary to Austria was supersimple. Nobody even wanted to check our passports…a friendly nod and wave from the border police was all that happened!
When we set out this morning the temperature was showing as 19 degrees. I knew it was warm as Leigh was in a short-sleeved summer dress. A couple of hours later the temperature had dropped to about 9 degrees…what a difference a couple of hundred kilometres make? Very soon the fluffy clouds gradually darkened then the rain set in, blurring my view of the countryside. What did strike me was the majority of trees appeared to be mustard. There was the odd group of dark green tall pine or fir trees but no reds or burgundy’s at all.
We arrived at (what should have been) our designated camp-site around 4.15pm but the place was deserted. Unable to raise anyone my humans jumped back in the car, reprogrammed another campsite into TomTom and drove on. Leigh rang the new campsite (just double checking they were open) and the conversation was hilarious.
The receptionist spoke no English at all. She eventually hung up (frustrated by Leigh’s lack of German I imagine) but then she rang Leigh back (did she think Leigh would have miraculously have learnt German in five minutes?). Leigh’s phrase, ‘Ein night for ein caravan’, quickly changed to, ‘Ein nacht’, (courtesy of Tom’s knowledge of German). After trying to explain we would arrive at 5pm, Leigh hung up too. Yelp!
On arrival at this second campsite Tom discovered reception was closed. I was just about to despair but, spotting plenty of other inhabited caravans, it was obviously still taking bookings. Leigh managed to persuade another camper to let her use his key to drive through the barrier which would give us access to the campsite: Tom then found a good pitch, plugged in the electric, sorted the water and waste and Leigh and I set off to explore. We wound our way down to the river and I had a paddle!
After about twenty minutes of being on site the receptionist came and found us, so we are set up, paid up, and happily ensconced in ‘Lower Austria’ for a night or two!
Woofs, Martha xx