We flew to London and took the train to Portsmouth near the dealership. We checked into a hotel and the next morning were picked up by our salesperson for a quick look at our campervan. I'm not going to sugar coat this. Thereafter ensued several days of frustration with long hours and only two meals a day. We've never had to work so hard to spend money. I'll spare you the details but suffice to say that payment proved, uh, troublesome. In the mean time, we bought some van related supplies from the dealership store.
Finally the day came when we actually got to drive it off the lot. Dermot had the keys with the remote control and as we were shopping some more in the dealership for supplies, I asked if he had locked it and he hadn't! When he went to lock the van, a couple had the doors open looking through it! Mike and Rosie turned out to be a lovely couple who had retired in their mid-forties and had been traveling for the majority of 20 years. They shared some important tips and told us they still loved the life style. They were the perfect people to meet after a rough start! Hours later we realized the second set of keys had been inside the unlocked van so this could have been a much different post of we hadn't been lucky!
Filling up the camper. |
Our first weekend was a "banking holiday" and apparently everyone heads to the campgrounds. We didn't know when we'd get the van and had no reservations. So we had to head far afield and change campgrounds every two days. It also meant we were shopping in small towns with limited supplies and a few quirks.
Milford on the Sea was celebrating its centennial. We visited on a rainy day and, weirdly, the celebration required that the locals cover the parking posts and benches with a cacophony of soggy knitted items (we visited on a rainy day). It was a bit surreal as the pictures demonstrate. We noticed many people going to the take away chipper "Mr. Pink's." We ordered fish and chips and ate it in the van mere feet from the purveyor and it was delicious! Dermot declared it the best he'd ever had!
So far parking in crowded parking lots has been the biggest struggle and seeing new things everyday the biggest reward.
Adorable house in a small town in Southern England. |
There are few pictures this week as we had almost no time for sight seeing and only intermittent internet connectivity but we'll just leave this picture of the cutest little house right here.
European Champions League Final (Liverpool v. Real Madrid) |
By Saturday night we were watching the European Champions League Final in a pub in New Forest, England. Here's the first installment of "Where's Dermot?" There will be a hint at the bottom of the post.
Here are some things I learned about British food in restaurants near hotels this week:
- Chips (aka French fries) go with everything.
- Gravy should go on nearly everything that is not chips.
- Yorkshire pudding also goes with everything - especially gravy.
Yorkshire pudding on top of carved meat. - Yorkshire pudding was described as "like a pancake." (It's not.)
- When you can't stand any more pub food, you still should not order a salad in a pub.
- Proximity to the sea does not ensure you will be able to discern what is in the crab salad.
- Mayonnaise in a small cup on the side of a crab salad is a perfectly acceptable dressing.
- Those are brussels sprouts in the photo but the cook must hate them to make them come out this way.
Now I know why there are no blue zones in Great Britain. Also, Dermot and I need to tackle making meals ourselves when we have the necessary cooking supplies.
So this post demonstrates that it's not all glamour and fun. Next week we'll put up more photos (maybe even a video) of the van.
So this post demonstrates that it's not all glamour and fun. Next week we'll put up more photos (maybe even a video) of the van.
Where's Dermot Hint: Find the blond guy in the black shirt and look under his right elbow. Dermot had some trouble keeping an unimpeded line of sight on the game as more and more fans crowed in. He still enjoyed seeing the game.