Last Pictures from Didota Camping, where I spent 12 days, before returning to Sweden.
https://www.campingdidota.es/
Calle Vereda de la Didota s/n 12594 Oropesa del Mar, Castelló, España
Camping the old style. Not to bad for sleeping, reading & surfing.
I mean the other ”campers” have wagons for millions of crowns. This is better than sleeping in a tent on the ground. There’s one guy here, he’s got a big motorcycle in the bus-caravan. Are they really campers nowadays?
Tänker på en kvinna, som är en mogen fallfrukt och kommer tas emot med välkomnande hjärta. Här ligger jag på min madrass i bilen, på en camping i Spanien. Inte särskilt renligt. Fick inte med mig någon borste. Stinas hundhår ligger i drivor i framsätena. Inget för dem med bacillskräcks fobi. Dagarna blir sakta varmare, men inatt var det bara 7-8 grader.
Jag är mycket lat och ligger helst och dricker kaffe o läser boken eller läser FB, X, och skriver kommentarer. Varje dag blir det en längre promenad med Stina runtikring med kameran. Hade 3 böcker med mig och snart är den sista avverkad. Trodde inte det innan vi lämnade hemmet. Därhemma finns ett antal böcker som väntar. T.ex Zarah Leanders memoarer . Shit! Jag spiller bort viktig tid. Vill rätt gärna läsa flera levnadsöden medan tid är. Varför? Vet faktist inte om det hjälper i evigheten? Att det ger kunskap i arbete med människor på jorden efter detta livet? Kanske. Jag inbillar mig det. Som jag minns, fick jag råd av Paulus som barn. Inte omöjligt.
Ärligt talat är jag ganska trött på dessa s.k moderna ”campare” som invaderat hela denna Spanska stad. De bor i sina husvagnar och husbilar som är ibland lika långa som mitt hus i Sverige, 9-10 meter. De är bekväma som en sommarstuga med centralvärme driven med gas eller el. På kvällarna sitter de och tittar på hemlandets nyheter på 40 tums HD skärmar. De har nästan alla små kökstält på campingplätten där de också har bord och stolar. De är ständigt uppkopplade med el 230V. Alla har allra minst cyklar och de är alla 2 personer. De flesta har elcyklar. De är överallt runt staden på 2- hjulingar. De cyklar på gatorna, gångvägarna och är farliga särskilt när man har hund. De signalerar aldrig och de kommer i 30-40-50 km/h. I min ungdom tror jag, var det lag på att cyklister skulle plinga på gångtrafikanter. Nu tycks de ”idioterna” tro att ett plingande är kontroversiellt, en provokation! Vilket samhälle av ”demokratiska” hjärntvättade idioter!
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Google Translation
Thinking of a woman who is a ripe fruit and will be received with a welcoming heart. Here I am lying on my mattress in the car, at a campsite in Spain. Not very clean. I didn’t bring a brush. Stina’s dog hair is in drifts in the front seats. Nothing for those with a phobia of germs. The days are slowly getting warmer, but last night it was only 7-8 degrees.
I am very lazy and prefer to lie down and drink coffee and read the book or read FB, X, and write comments. Every day there is a longer walk with Stina, checking it out with the camera. Had 3 books with me and soon the last one will be finished. Didn’t think so before we left home. There are a number of books waiting at home. For example, Zarah Leander’s memoirs. Shit! I’m wasting important time. I would really like to read several life stories while there is time. Why? I don’t actually know if it will help in eternity? That it gives knowledge in working with people on earth after this life? Maybe. I imagine it. As I remember, I got advice from Paulus as a child. Not impossible.
Honestly, I’m pretty tired of these so-called modern ”campers” who have invaded this entire Spanish city. They live in their caravans and motor homes that are sometimes as long as my house in Sweden, 9-10 meters. They are as comfortable as a summer cottage with central heating powered by gas or electricity. In the evenings they sit and watch the news from their homeland on 40 inch HD screens. They almost all have small kitchen tents on the camping site where they also have tables and chairs. They are constantly connected to 230V electricity. Everyone has at least bicycles and they are all 2 people. Most have electric bicycles. They are everywhere around the city on 2-wheelers. They cycle on the streets, sidewalks and are dangerous especially when you have a dog. They never signal and they come at 30-40-50 km/h. In my youth, I think, it was a law for cyclists to honk at pedestrians. Now those ”idiots” seem to think that honk is controversial, a provocation! What a society of ”democratic” brainwashed idiots!
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Bing translation
Thinking of a woman, who is a ripe fall fruit and will be received with a welcoming heart. Here I am lying on my mattress in the car, at a campsite in Spain. Not very clean. I didn’t get a brush with me. Stina’s dog hair is in drifts in the front seats. Nothing for those with germ phobia. The days are slowly getting warmer, but last night it was only 7-8 degrees.
I’m very lazy and prefer to lie down and drink coffee and read the book or read FB, X, and write comments. Every day there is a longer walk with Stina around with the camera. Had 3 books with me and soon the last one will be finished. Didn’t think so before we left home. At home there are a number of books waiting. E.g. Zarah Leander’s memoirs . Shit! I’m wasting important time. I would rather like to read several life stories while there is time. Why? I actually don’t know if it helps in eternity? That it provides knowledge in working with people on earth after this life? Perhaps. I imagine so. As I recall, I received counsel from Paul as a child. Not impossible. Honestly, I’m pretty tired of these so-called modern ”campers” who have invaded this whole Spanish city. They live in their caravans and motorhomes that are sometimes as long as my house in Sweden, 9-10 meters. They are comfortable as a summer cottage with central heating powered by gas or electricity. In the evenings, they sit and watch the news of their home country on 40-inch HD screens. They almost all have small kitchen tents on the campsite where they also have tables and chairs. They are constantly connected with electricity 230V. Everyone has the least bikes and they are all 2 people. Most have electric bikes. They are everywhere around the city on 2-wheelers. They cycle on the streets, walkways and are dangerous especially when you have a dog. They never signal and they come at 30-40-50 km/h. In my youth, I think, it was a law that cyclists should call pedestrians. Now those ”idiots” seem to think that a ringing is controversial, a provocation! What a society of ”democratic” brainwashed idiots!
Worries during the trip.
Stina had her dinner. Tonight we froze in just 5 degrees! I borrowed a bicycle today with battery, from a very friendly German guy and went a few kilometers to buy a bottle of ”carburator sprite” K-sprit, because the motor hardly starts in the moisture, here by the sea and with cold petrol. Yesterday it started on one or 2 cylinders and shook the car. They didn’t have K-sprit. Instead I bought the injector cleaner for 3 times higher prize. I put it in the tank and started the engine. Today it started on 4 cylinders, but fell down to 3 a moment, but were soon ok. I had woken up two times during the night, worrying about the fox trap I had fallen into. Just imagine sitting in an old car with a dog and get motor problem..I still have a worrying problem, the fan wont start. It was up to 100 degrees in some traffic jam and I didn’t hear it. So, how high do I risk to push it, testing it? 110degrees? I’ll see. This is why I plan to go Autobahn back by night and avoid queues and cities with ”Umleitungen”.
Dreaming of my darling..way back home..
That’s all for today..