The Solaris campground is huge. It includes hotels, mobile homes, campers, and tents. And people from all over Europe. I've heard German, Polish, Russian, French, Hungarian, Croatian, Italian, Bosnian, Czech, and English. We are in the camper city part of the grounds. Unfortunately, tents are erected in-between the campers, even in the smallest of spaces, obstructing views if not camper exits.
Everyone has their own way of doing things. One of the things that we all seem to have in common, though, is that no one cares about the way they look. Both men and women, no matter age or body shape, wear whatever beachwear they find attractive. I am totally on-board with this type of body freedom though have to admit that tiny speedos, even on slim and attractive men, skeeve me out. After living in the U.S. for as long as I have, I've thoroughly outgrown this European manfashion. American-style swimming shorts are worn by only a small, woefully too small, handful of men.
Finally, camper living has its own rules. For instance, taking a nap inside the camper during the day is highly inadvisable. Inside temperatures easily reach 100 degrees. It is also wise to hang laundry out on lines all around one's camper area so as to border the place up. Otherwise, you wake up to find newcomers' tents and cars spread out all over your dining area. And never, ever forget to use the restroom before going to sleep. Finding your way there in the dark while trying to remember your way back without tripping over tent lines is a challenge not easily overcome.
