Birt: 16.05.2022
The place is so beautiful that I don't hesitate for long and finally take a rest day today. There is always shade somewhere under the pine trees, even at noon, and I am glad that I don't have to move much today. To my surprise, I realize that I am the only one here today, the people from the caravans were probably only here for the weekend. The access to this place is too narrow and steep for the modern motorhomes, not a single one dared to come down here.
The cleaning lady who cleans the toilets asks me if she can take a picture of my tent, the waitress in the restaurant proudly tells me that she is the wife of the bartender, originally from Albania, and apologizes for her poor Italian. The restaurant is doing well, the campsite is more of a relic from the 80s of the last century. Il padrone, the boss of it all, personally takes the 24€ for the two nights, in cash of course and without a receipt.
The day passes by with tour planning, bike maintenance, and a short walk, I didn't really get to chill.
In the evening another cycle traveler arrives, a 59-year-old Israeli electrical engineer, who has decided that he has worked enough for this life and is now cycling through Italy for a month, happy that someone finally speaks English. We have dinner together in the restaurant, tell each other about our respective 4 children and cycling in Iceland. According to his sports watch, he claims to have burned 5000 calories today and orders a second pizza.
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Camping Mistral, 12€, definitely one of my favorite places, feels a bit like an alpine club hut