Thursday 4 August 2011
We left Kemp Vlatavan in the rain and drove to Austria, our fifth country!
We had a key made in the town of Lofer, which was our ultimate destination for the campground Mareike’s friend runs. Only problem was it was the wrong Lofer. Luckily, a helpful farmer and his family gave us directions out of the city. Unluckily, we got horribly lost in Salzburg, but were helped by a man about to go into the “Communist Jazz Club.” He gave us a map, and that’s how we found ourselves staring at the majestic Alps two hours later.
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| Farmer's place in the other Lofer |
We found Mareike’s friend Maria who welcomed us and directed us to Grubhof Camping. Needless to say we had a big “group hug” once we saw the “Grubhof” sign. On the way into the campsite a group of departing boy scouts waved at us and even did “the wave.”
What a beautiful location! We parked our van next to the river and even though we didn’t partake in the spa treatments offered, we did use the complimentary transportation pass the next day. And the lovely Lily behind the desk let us charge the computer in the office, securely -- hooray! No sitting in the phone booth or next to the men's room for an outlet.
We think we found the next site for Dian’s dad to design a dwelling – a spectacular valley, what a view!
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| Interior decoration for women's downstairs bathroom |
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