Egner Campingplatz

If it’s the authentic 1950’s camping experience that you are after then this place is for you. Authentic terrible 1950,s customer service too. As you enter the whiskered husband was pleasant enough , sitting behind his time piece of a desk listening to Schlage music. He checks us in and hands us to his wife. A very non humored woman obviously affected by the lockdown if her self dyed 80’s perm is to be considered. Cruel? Not a bit of it. This woman has all the customer skills of someone who has been in a job way too long. Abrupt, snappy , and as classy as the constant 80’s music blaring in the toilets 24/7. The pool is full of algae. Completely. The play area is from the ark with dangerous piles of logs which kids can access easily. The access to the campsite closes for a few hours daily and even if you have already pitched your tent to the non numbered pitch areas then when you catch said 80’s haircut wife woman and ask if you can get in she snaps back “only at 3pm”. I ask if that’s normal having been to a modern 2020 campsite with a PIN number access gate. She snaps back “yes” with a sarcastic laugh and walks off leaving me in their tiny over filled car park with two kids in the heat until 3pm comes around and we can get back in. As I said ‘authentic 1950’s attitude and facilities’. Don’t go for a pee at 2 am as you might just hear Caribbean queen battering it out in the toilet. And you just don’t need Billy Ocean in your head when you are trying to get back to sleep.