Our holiday trip took us through South Tyrol, East Tyrol and Friuli, so over mountain passes, valleys, cities and beaches and so we also experienced many Italian co-travelers, often the same goals as we had..
We stayed on pitches, as well as on a campsite and were always able to find that they were greeted by most Dutch, Swiss, Austrians and Germans equally friendly and quickly came into the conversation.. Also an Italian couple returned from the holiday came right to us to tell us that they had worked long in Neckarsulm and were happy to meet a camper with HN license plate practically on the doorstep.. That was in Aquileia, a small interesting village in Friuli.. Here z.. For example, we had rested on the official pitch and built along along with 3 Italians and a Frenchman.. The 3 Italians drove off later and we stayed here for the night.. When I left our Salue for peeing before going to bed again, I noticed that four new, Italian motor home users had come so close behind us, so that I could not go through between my and that of the first Italian and although large parking spaces were free.. Between the 3rd and the 4th motorhome was so much space that you could have at least a Markiese extend..
When I warned the Italian behind me that I wanted to leave in the morning and could only get off the wheel chocks when he was seated, all the WoMo crews rushed in and showed me that I was straight and not straight to park.. I referred to the large parking spaces opposite and to the large gap between WoMo 3 and 4, where they kept shouting something about Tedesco, hinting that I was standing in the middle.. So I stopped her and went to bed.. In the morning, their vehicles stood in the opposite square and I reaped instead greetings only angry looks..
At the campsite in Heinfels in East Tyrol, the Italian camperes of the Italian ´mushroom robbers´ that were so little popular there and in Carinthia!. Again, they found that they moved in small groups and their other compatriots - let alone us Tedesco - ignored.. Already very early in the morning they left their lodgings and flocked out into the woods to return packed with baskets full of wild mushrooms, which they soon peeled and quartered and laid out in the sun to dry them as soon as possible behind the Austrian border..
And then there is the category of Italian car drivers who let pass their compatriots at bottlenecks, but then accelerate quickly to give the evil motorhome driver from the evil Germania no chance to overcome before them the bottleneck, which But then several times led to the fact that they had to reset, because I could not avoid because of the following vehicles..
We also know them from the far north, these only in group traveling Italian motorhome drivers who only want to be among themselves and do not seek contact with others (including Italians)..
And we´ve had to look at it again several times on Italian pitches: The Italian motorhome driver disposed of wastewater and toilet on the designated places - but he has no reason subsequently take the hose in his hand to his chunks and paper from the bars flush out!. Particularly disgusting were the legacies on the pitch in Grado and in Görtz / Gorizia, where at temperatures around 30 ° the place was abandoned and it was only observed by us Italian WoMo drivers who proceeded so..
This was also observed by WoMo drivers of other nations and registered with disgust, so it´s not just our observation..
During walks, shopping and in restaurants we found friendly, nice Italians and Italians.. They helpfully explained the way to me when I got lost in Gorizia, although I speak very little Italian and I met there no German speaking inhabitants.. We have Italian acquaintances who live at Ancona, Italians as you imagine them: cheerful, hospitable and with the big family, clean and sociable - a very different people !?


marapr, 2010-08-30