01-05/07/2004
Camping si camping no

With some sms-directions I managed to join the vagabonding Spanish leather workers I met first in Tarifa and who now had been staying un buen rato in a Parque Natural somewhere near Madrid.
The guardia never made a fuzz about it, nobody actually did, untll two forresters from the Medio Ambiente came on the third day of my stay to tell they thought there was a problem.
Not that anybody was being accused of camping -you need a tent for that, so you find climbers in sleeping bags without a tent all over the mountain- but they were troubled by the sight of a big old Mercedes van staying nights in a row at the end of the small parking lot near the river.
Then again, it seems there is not really a law against that, the visiting family argument also helped and they were on strike anyway a few days later.

 


 

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