Had a lovely Friday evening sharing caravanning stories with Les & Jean and didn't go to bed until 2.00am - so there must have been some good stories...
Saturday was lovely weather-wise as it was sunny but not too hot. Steve and I were struggling to set up the satellite dish and were relieved to have a visit from June and John, Brits staying further up the site in a bungalow. June is dog-mad and was desperate to stroke "the Babychams", as she had nicknamed Peps & Bud. John had told her not to call on us as we might be having lunch but she was so desperate she couldn't stop herself! The beagles sleepily climbed out of Stan to try to oblige. We have promised to take them up to see June and John and - as John used to work with satellite dishes - the visit may be sooner rather than later...
Overnight, the storm we had been warned about came with a vengeance. Don't think I have lived through anything like it. The whole caravan was lit up and the sound of rain was deafening. Just when you thought it was moving over, it started again. The poor dogs were petrified and just cuddled me as hard as they could, periodically shaking so I stroked and reassured them. When we got up this morning, it was like a new world.... rain was running in great big rivers down the terraces and had brought down the top surface/sand from the mountain side above us. Our awning had survived as there wasn't a lot of wind but the flooring is covered with all the debris washed down; very luckily, our only "casualties" are the dogs beds and my hammock which were on the floor and will need significant washing, as well as the floor itself. Can't do anything until the rain stops (it's 10.15am now) so we are just chilling out till we can start the big clear up. All part of the big adventure...
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