C’era Una Volta Upas

Here is a text from my memory, which must now go back to the times in 1994.
As a child I regularly visited this campsite with my parents and my brother, as campers and as a proud tenant of a bungalow. The 1200 km long journey from Germany all took in their stride, although without an air conditioning and navigation in the car, it not made the journey a pleasure.
One of the first things that hit me in the head when I look back, is the incredibly intense fragrance of a streamed after go out from the car in the nose of conifers and olive trees in addition the whole place was cozy. The panoramic view from the mountain to the open sea makes the typical holiday feeling strong again.
The two pools that were easily accessible from anywhere on the grounds were always well attended and my parents and we children were fast connection to other visitors. The small supermarket and the restaurant were a blast, also for the Framework Programme for entertainment (children’s discos, night swimming, animation) I have good memories.
As an camper you had all the comforts of home near the standing space of your tent, washing their own closeable refrigerator and flushing and showers.
In the bungalow, of course, everything was integrated.
At night you could hear the quiet chirping of crickets while still a comfortable 20 degrees.
The surrounding area was easyly to reach in the car, like the beach, sightseeing the cities of Genoa and San Remo.
Then 14 days were far too fast gone. In my opinion, be recommended if today has not changed much of the charm of the plant.