......unless you've got a dog with you!
You see, when the shower and toilet block is a couple of hundred yards away from your tent, and your car is another 200 yards beyond that (current tent pitched in a conservation area, great view, but car free) what to do with the dog when you want a shower or to nip to the toilets when you're travelling alone isn't that straight forward.
For starters, who wants to disturb a cute, curled up and slumbering Lexi to go out in the rain just because I need to visit the ladies, but disturb her I must, as no matter how well trained she is to sit un-tethered in a shop doorway, for me to disappear off into the night no matter how much I tell her to Stay, has her escaping under the tent and running around the campsite looking for me, so yes, no choice, she has to come with me.
In most campsites so far, the shower has a small area for you to undress and then dry yourself without having to do so under the shower, well that has to become the Lexi area, and still she is not best pleased to have a fine spray of water over her thank you very much, so squashes herself into the very corner by the door. This brings amusing squeals from the lady in the cubicle next door as a long tail appears by her feet, well it amuses me anyway :-) Personally I think she smells lovely after our shower, just a hint of almond and jojoba, but she seems to prefers her own fragrance, she obviously hasn't smelt the car when she's been in it for several hours!!
So far Denmark has been pretty dog friendly, well, if I ignore all the signs saying no dogs and make sure she stays close to me and well behaved, and who could resist those soppy eyes.....I mean Lexi's ;-)
She's adapting amazingly well (so far) and after a mega walk today went straight back to the tent and I could almost feel her relief to be 'home'.
We walked to the large town nearby, with the plan to get a boat back, but boy did I mis-judge the distance, after nearly 3 hours I was so bored of the trail through the pine trees that I had actually got my kindle out and was reading as I marched on. The boat trip back was stunning though, imagine the huge great houses around Marlow that back onto the Thames, well they would pale into insignificance against the houses on these lakes. Every single house has a jetty and mooring, there are boat houses with kayaks, speed boats that would look at home in Monte Carlo and the houses are quite simply beautiful, manicured lawns, sun terraces, floor to ceiling windows, an architects dream.....so I took all this in, then admired a very well positioned blue tent as we went past a campsite and thought that the Danish could keep their lake side houses as that particular tent looked just as cosy......then the heavens opened....oh well.....would a log burner work in a tent.....?