Bugging out by a lake.
Trip Start Apr 10, 2010
174Trip End Apr 10, 2011
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When we got there however we were confronted by more big gates, with the unholy multitudes shoulder to shoulder inside. What is going on!?
This part of the EU is very flat, and leading up to the water front is several hundred meters of wetlands. The way they get you to pay to get to the water is that they build up a bank and cut away all the reeds.
Needless again to say, it was hot, so we scoured the water side until we found a spot that we only need to pay for parking. Then we got to swim! In amongst hundreds of over sun exposed Hungarians.
The next day we woke up even hotter than before. Joel was adamant that he did not want to drive a meter further, so we walked on foot to the closest strand. Paid the un-Australian water fee for the day and got access to the water. (400 Forents=3.20 Euro)
We spent most of the time under the shade reading our books and watching the tourists. We like E’Europe, we like how even the revolting ones don’t feel too ashamed to don their skimpy swimmers. And I tell you! The worst 80s bikinis, and practically every dude rocking the budgie smuggler.
After a while being there, a helicopter came up really close to the strand and began doing really close circles around the water. Everyone was upset and rushing to the shore. When we went to see what was going on, there was a line of holiday makers in the water sweeping the shallows looking for something
Everyone went about as normal after that, eerie.
And what was the deal with having 2 helicopters? Aren’t they really expensive to run? It’s not like where in the middle of nowhere.
We spent another night where we parked the night before, and because of the heat there were these mayflies in the billions flying around. A storm blew over and dumped heaps of rain on us during the night (A great opportunity to scrub down Bigwig) and we thought we would be spared from the pestilence of flies because of the rain. But no, these flies invaded the inside the van during the night, buzzing and knocking around like crazy. Then we went crazy. There is no peace in Hungary.