Desenzano - Lago di Garda

We had never heard of Desenzano, a town at the Garda Lake. But as long as it had a railway station we thought there must be campsite as well. Our travel guide didn’t contain any such information and the station workers didn’t seem to know much about the town they lived in. They sent us downtown.

There we went, with tons of stuff in our backpacks and a tent, two kilometers downtown and the sun was burning down on us. We asked at the city hall but nobody knew a campsite, we asked clerks, no one knew (no, there wasn’t any tourist information).

So why not ask the tourists themselves? There were plenty of Germans all over the place so we went to ask a family about accomodation for the night. They suggested walking along the river until we would hit a campground. So we did. There we went, with tons of stuff in our backpacks and a tent, two kilometers from downtown to the site. It seemed like there was no end in sight but we eventually made it. On the campsite, the owner told us that they had no spots left.

We made sure she realized that we wouldn’t leave until we had a place. She assigned us to a small spot right next to another tent. We then went swimming at the lake. The same night, we walked all the way back downtown (without our backpacks this time) where we had one of the best pizzas in town. Pizza is paid per pound. For just a few bucks you get more than you can eat.

We couldn’t get enough of walking so we went back to the campsite and left the next day, back downtown (2km) and from downtown to the station (2km) with tons of stuff in our backpacks and a tent, it was as hot as it ever was. Somewhere along the way, we tried hitchhiking but after almost 20 minutes we gave up. There were only German cars coming along, with drivers that were afraid of dangerous-looking travellers… It wasn’t a long ride at all to Verona which we immediately declared to be one of the most beautiful cities in Italy.