Matters and Nutters?

 

Das ist our Campingplatz

Timber

Arriving at Natterersee Campingplatz (in the village of Natters) we were greeted by a stern woman in reception and a crazy guy on a golf buggy who showed us the way to our new home for the week.  It’s a great little place, bit smaller than the caravan we had last week, not as much storage space for all our stuff and nowhere to put Noah’s cot, but enough for what we need.  Noah is sleeping in a bed for the first time, although half of it is in an alcove so we have managed to sort of block him in with a suitcase and pillows and two spare quilts, and despite banging his head against the wall numerous times during the night, he hasn’t fallen out and is sleeping quite well!  Every time I hear a loud bang in the night I jump up to check on him which means I’m not sleeping well at all.  How typical!The day we arrived the weather was lovely and although it was moving day we managed to get a food shop in (in the nearby village of Mutters), a swim in the lake, and

Kinder on tree stump

I made salmon and veggies for dinner (hooray I can cook healthy food!!)  The lake has all sorts of fun things to play on:  a floating trampoline, a floating slide, an ‘iceberg’ (or ice burger as Amelia calls it), other floaty things, a little kids beach an

d play area, and peddle boats to use, big surf boards you can just paddle around on, and a big winding water slide.  Unfortunately also in the lake are millions of tadpoles.  I mean millions!  In comparison to the Swan River at home, not sure which I’d rather have, tadpoles or jellyfish?  Tough one.  Best to stay out of the water I say.We went on another walk yesterday, through the woods and meadows, picking and eating bluebe

rries along the way (we also found strawberries but they were not yet ripe) to arrive at a hut where there was a paddock of donkeys, a petting zoo and a playground.  We stopped and had ice-cream and then headed back with kids on shoulders.  The views were beautiful but we have finally learnt that a hike that is supposed to take 45 minutes takes us 1 ½ hours (one way)!  From now on we will stick to trails that are only ’20 minutes’ long!Then in the evening, with Germans all around us in caravans and tents, within earshot of us

on our verandah, Maciek and I were discussing the abruptness of the stern lady at reception.  Maciek then went inside, only to come out again after a few minutes saying, ‘I wouldn’t worry about her she must just be a bit of a Nazi’.  Oops!  A bit of a faux pas causing much silent giggling from both of us!Off to check out Innsbruck tomorrow.  Servus……

"Hey Mel, Whats Nana Lol doing here?"