first official night in a camper with the family Feltrin.
enticed by the various articles and advertisements on PleinAir for the carnival, we exploited the long-term events beyond the canon of the carnival in the town of Cento, to usher in the night T4.
The fear of being forgotten something at home was obviously strong, but given the short distance after all we set out to do back at home right away in case something went wrong.
Accompanied by a magnificent specimen of vintage VW T3 over the years and still going strong, interior seating and marbled pieces (Paul and family) and a classic camper "catamaran" (Michael and family), Saturday right after lunch we left Hundred of time.
Needless to say, I spent the morning loading the camper's useless things.
Needless to say, all things were loaded, even before we do so I carefully thought and thought, put in the wrong place.
Needless to say, after loading the fresh water tank hand with a tank, including water, stuff I had in the cellar, feed pans, clothing and various trinkets, at 12 I had already done the stairs at least 30 times and I was ready to go to sleep.
With this in mind we started the same and no problems Cento was reached in about 3 hours (imagine the T3 trudging up the hill to Affi ...)
As soon as I parked and started the "ordeal". The T4 is a great medium, but it is a perverse game of interlocking, where if one does not respect the order of things is screwed everything he does.
The biggest rip-off occurred on time just mounted the table for dinner, just after heating at 20 ° C inside of the medium. Here you see that the bench can not relax if you do not read unmount the table. Then you open the door, to remove all, remove the table and stretch the bench (and already do this alone which never fails the first time could fill 100 pages). When the bench is now lying in the medium has cooled. Write the children on board, heat up quickly so they will not catch cold, replace the table e. ..... CAZZZZZZZOOOOOOO: with a table mounted can not be opened more cabinets and eat in there! What do you do? Unmount the table ... but now banging on the bed, how the hell did you hook if now does not want to leave? Then move the seat back, remove the table, remove the food from the cabinet, we are not all in 4 in 1 square meter with these things, then re-open, pull the kids, move, reassemble the table, Mink or cold, comeback kids, close, heated to us .... place? Nooo: Dad runs pee. Then take the door coats, with dark curtains, piss, pump port potti, close, stick it under the bed .... uuuffffff.
The next day the same scene, but this time with a wounded man. Diego's Dad had the brilliant not to get children and ordered them to get down near the door. But of course to get off the bench in the big toe of misplacement stefano found under the bed, you can imagine the scene of the lid of the bench that in fall beds free, that will not hang properly and forcefully, is the stop un'alluce a 5 year old child .... Tonci (hollow sound )..... (2 seconds of silence ).... AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Back to the Carnival.
hundred is a pretty town nestled into the mists of the Po Valley. Of fog here and they have tons for us mountain people is not a nice way to live. Here, the carnival made it a business. To avoid being
camper anywhere they put a well-marked point of reception, paying off only a few of the campers at the campsite.
really nice at the time of reception, registration provided the tickets for the event at reduced prices and a bag with some gifts, various brochures and a copy of the map of the city (only negative, lacked the classic You are here, but we were really at 100m from central London)
What's really amazing is that Saturday the town was perfectly fit for use, while the next day when we woke up to the city center was completely fenced in for the entire perimeter (I think a few km), with a score of well-controlled access gates to allow access only to people with a ticket. Certainly have been working all night, but we who are less than a hundred yards from the fence we did not notice anything.
The parade on Sunday was really something spectacular. The wagons, fifty feet high, as wide as via Belenzani
demonstrate a technique and a remarkable work of building.
Maybe in my opinion a bit 'too much calcium and casino in the main square, and with Miss Jo Ring Italy to lead the festivities on the main stage.
In general, a very large organization, they are too smart to make the carnival a business but it must be said that to build the floats for the organization and do not care costs, surely the carnival of Trento in comparison seems a ridiculous party oratorio.
The fear of being forgotten something at home was obviously strong, but given the short distance after all we set out to do back at home right away in case something went wrong.
Accompanied by a magnificent specimen of vintage VW T3 over the years and still going strong, interior seating and marbled pieces (Paul and family) and a classic camper "catamaran" (Michael and family), Saturday right after lunch we left Hundred of time.
Needless to say, I spent the morning loading the camper's useless things.
Needless to say, all things were loaded, even before we do so I carefully thought and thought, put in the wrong place.
Needless to say, after loading the fresh water tank hand with a tank, including water, stuff I had in the cellar, feed pans, clothing and various trinkets, at 12 I had already done the stairs at least 30 times and I was ready to go to sleep.
With this in mind we started the same and no problems Cento was reached in about 3 hours (imagine the T3 trudging up the hill to Affi ...)
As soon as I parked and started the "ordeal". The T4 is a great medium, but it is a perverse game of interlocking, where if one does not respect the order of things is screwed everything he does.
The biggest rip-off occurred on time just mounted the table for dinner, just after heating at 20 ° C inside of the medium. Here you see that the bench can not relax if you do not read unmount the table. Then you open the door, to remove all, remove the table and stretch the bench (and already do this alone which never fails the first time could fill 100 pages). When the bench is now lying in the medium has cooled. Write the children on board, heat up quickly so they will not catch cold, replace the table e. ..... CAZZZZZZZOOOOOOO: with a table mounted can not be opened more cabinets and eat in there! What do you do? Unmount the table ... but now banging on the bed, how the hell did you hook if now does not want to leave? Then move the seat back, remove the table, remove the food from the cabinet, we are not all in 4 in 1 square meter with these things, then re-open, pull the kids, move, reassemble the table, Mink or cold, comeback kids, close, heated to us .... place? Nooo: Dad runs pee. Then take the door coats, with dark curtains, piss, pump port potti, close, stick it under the bed .... uuuffffff.
The next day the same scene, but this time with a wounded man. Diego's Dad had the brilliant not to get children and ordered them to get down near the door. But of course to get off the bench in the big toe of misplacement stefano found under the bed, you can imagine the scene of the lid of the bench that in fall beds free, that will not hang properly and forcefully, is the stop un'alluce a 5 year old child .... Tonci (hollow sound )..... (2 seconds of silence ).... AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Back to the Carnival.
hundred is a pretty town nestled into the mists of the Po Valley. Of fog here and they have tons for us mountain people is not a nice way to live. Here, the carnival made it a business. To avoid being
camper anywhere they put a well-marked point of reception, paying off only a few of the campers at the campsite.
really nice at the time of reception, registration provided the tickets for the event at reduced prices and a bag with some gifts, various brochures and a copy of the map of the city (only negative, lacked the classic You are here, but we were really at 100m from central London)
What's really amazing is that Saturday the town was perfectly fit for use, while the next day when we woke up to the city center was completely fenced in for the entire perimeter (I think a few km), with a score of well-controlled access gates to allow access only to people with a ticket. Certainly have been working all night, but we who are less than a hundred yards from the fence we did not notice anything. The parade on Sunday was really something spectacular. The wagons, fifty feet high, as wide as via Belenzani
demonstrate a technique and a remarkable work of building. Maybe in my opinion a bit 'too much calcium and casino in the main square, and with Miss Jo Ring Italy to lead the festivities on the main stage.
In general, a very large organization, they are too smart to make the carnival a business but it must be said that to build the floats for the organization and do not care costs, surely the carnival of Trento in comparison seems a ridiculous party oratorio.
Technical Notes:
Km covered: about 460 Location: Trento - Verona via A22 - Campogalliano - Cento - Verona (via Transpolesana) - Trento
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camper reception point: via Burgatti - Cento. All are adjacent street for parking campers for every weekend of the Carnival. No electricity, no water-laden exhaust. At the top of every street there are some "port potti" free.
pretty quiet place, manned by the staff practically 24/24h. More information about
