86. Stung

Furaduro - South of Porto - Portigual

Migrating South

Broke camp, eventually. Would have thought we would be getting better at this by now? Weather improved so didn’t have to do the whole thing wearing a Mac. Jac appeared to help with the awning and within five seconds got a wasp sting so retired which is understandable. Sore hand for the rest of the day.

The intention had been to drive about three to four hours but we were so late away that this was not possible.

While checking out, the owner of the campsite arrived in his Panamerica and proceeded to load wads of cash into his wallet which was amusing. He then engaged with the children and with very good nature gave them all a Spanish lesson before disappearing into the camp store and returning with gifts for all the children, toys, calculators, Christmas decorations.

Reading blogs, researching Portuguese motor way tolls, the general opinion was not to bother as they don’t pursue unpaid tolls for foreigners. I wasn’t interested in that approach and took the opportunity to pull off at the start of the tollways and register my credit card as did Brian. This process involved driving up to an unmanned booth and poking my credit card in whereupon it took a photo of our number plate and registered the car. Absolutely painless. This allowed us to drive without stopping. Once on the motor way I was surprised as the maximum charge for a large truck was only about five euros so why would we bother trying to dodge what was perfectly fair. About half the blogs on-line are written by smug people congratulating themselves on their freeloading which is tedious.

This place is huge. We are just to the right of the marker flag.

Arrived on dark at our shortened destination, Parque de Camp to find a highly developed check-in, not dissimilar to a boarder crossing (not that we have seen one), complete with a smiling security guard. All passports were inspected and entered into their computer and each of us equipped with a swipe card, to the children's delight. The family had to enter through turnstiles while I drove through. This place is absolutely massive as can be seen by the attached photo. The power supply is only four Amps thought reasonably prices at one euro eighty cents. That is (obviously) only nine hundred Watts. So glad I changed all the incandescent bulbs for LEDs while prepping the Giantavan.

We paid for an additional supply which totally surprised them. This let us plug in the heater directly should we need it though the minimum overnight temperature is fifteen degrees. Induction hob that I have been enthusing about in previous blogs has died!

Whatever this is it was eating something dead.