We went camping in
Portopalo this weekend with our friends Meagan, Chuck, their dog Jack, and the dog they're babysitting Mocha. On the way to
Portopalo, we stopped in
Brucoli to get a picture of
Bruco in the Sicilian port for which he is named. Our dog Paolo is also named after a Sicilian port and
it's also where my parents found him as a skinny little puppy who had been hit by a car two years ago this August. We headed back to Paolo's old territory for the weekend and stayed at
Camping Residence Capo Passero. The campsite is located right on the ocean, was
impeccably clean and the owners were friendly and kind enough to let us stay there with four dogs! This was our first time camping and we really roughed it...
Okay, really... we didn't rough it at all! The Italians that slept in this tent roughed it! We rented two bungalows on the campground. The bungalows had fully
equipped kitchens and bathrooms and my Mom and Meagan packed every imaginable modern
convenience such as fans,
ipods and four coolers stocked with enough food and beer to feed an army of drunks. Meagan cooked breakfast burritos for breakfast, Mom served chicken and pasta salad for lunch and Dad grilled cheeseburgers for dinner.
By the end of the weekend, I'm sure we were known to all the campers as the loud Americans in the corner bungalows with four crazy dogs and a silly baby...
The campground had a pool and a playground but we spent most of our time at the beach playing in the sand and ocean. I was the happiest kid on the beach...
The dogs and I can't wait to go camping again!
We went camping in Portopalo this weekend with our friends Meagan, Chuck, their dog Jack, and the dog they're babysitting Mocha. On the way to Portopalo, we stopped in Brucoli to get a picture of Bruco in the Sicilian port for which he is named. Our dog Paolo is also named after a Sicilian port and it's also where my parents found him as a skinny little puppy who had been hit by a car two years ago this August. We headed back to Paolo's old territory for the weekend and stayed at Camping Residence Capo Passero. The campsite is located right on the ocean, was impeccably clean and the owners were friendly and kind enough to let us stay there with four dogs! This was our first time camping and we really roughed it... 
Okay, really... we didn't rough it at all! The Italians that slept in this tent roughed it! We rented two bungalows on the campground. The bungalows had fully equipped kitchens and bathrooms and my Mom and Meagan packed every imaginable modern convenience such as fans, ipods and four coolers stocked with enough food and beer to feed an army of drunks. Meagan cooked breakfast burritos for breakfast, Mom served chicken and pasta salad for lunch and Dad grilled cheeseburgers for dinner.
By the end of the weekend, I'm sure we were known to all the campers as the loud Americans in the corner bungalows with four crazy dogs and a silly baby...
The campground had a pool and a playground but we spent most of our time at the beach playing in the sand and ocean. I was the happiest kid on the beach... 
2 comments:
Currier, you are too cute! Look at your little bum! Jett had his first day at the beach this weekend too, but he didn't skinny dip or get buried in the sand. Jett said that the next time he goes to the beach he wants to go with you, becuase you have all the fun!
You guys are so adventurous! I admit, I would have to stay in a bungalow too! Don't think I could have handled that tent either! Ha, Ha! I loved the pics of the dogs at their signs of original--too cute!
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