This is my last post from our Summer 2013 camper travels to the south coast of England.
We still had insurance claims and the long list of tree damage to sort out with the owner of the camper, the only downside to our début camper experience.
Himself and I still like the idea of a camper but agreed that if we ever invested in one, it would be far smaller, it would have a toilet but no shower, we never used ours and didn’t miss it.
From the instructions we were given when we picked up the camper, it was immediately clear that both the shower and toilet take a lot of time in replenishing the water and cleaning, so we decided immediately that the toilet was worth the effort but for us, the shower wasn’t. A short walk to a camp-ground shower block was far easier for a family of four.
We also vowed that if we ever invested in a camper, that an old second hand one would be fine: a few dents and scratches would be acceptable and we could concentrate on having fun rather than obsessing about every possible speck of dust or mud.
It’s been a learning experience, and many assumptions have been trumped by reality.
I was surprised to find that many camp-sites of the UK we visited, many places for campers were limited, and that looking on the internet, many of the smaller camp sites (that we typically prefer) only catered for tents.Given the limitation of having to take your entire accommodation with you if you want to go get fish and chips or go to the supermarket I think that an investment in a decent tent might suit our family better if we are going to do more camping in the future.
We make our way up the European motorway system, one more little moving dot on one of the many long strips of tarmac that thread through cities, provinces, countries and all over continents.