Attenti-on! Attenti-on!

About 30km before arriving in Quebec City I saw a turn out for a campsite and suggested we pull in. The sign didn’t show a lot of amenities, but we are pretty self contained and can survive a night without power and water if necessary. The 4 km trail in to the campground was narrow and windy but at least it was paved. The further we went the more I envisioned a forestry type campground.

We turned the corner and there in front of us was the Disneyland of campgrounds.

It had over a thousand sites, a pool, 2 small manmade fishing lakes, mini golf, two basketball courts, tennis, volleyball, 4 playgrounds, restaurants … you get the picture. We ended up getting one of the last sites available in sort of an overflow area, but it was nice and it was sort of out of the way of all the hub-bub and goings on. The only thing that reminded us that we were in such a commercial spot was every half hour the loud speaker throughout the camp announced the next events that were about to happen. Attenti-on! Attenti-on! Blah blah blah en Français ….

We asked someone why we hadn’t seen their ad in the campground book and why the sign on the highway was so obscure. “Oh, we don’t do any advertising anywhere, anytime. We have grown strictly by word of mouth.”

The next night we camped 30km north of Quebec City and even the Quebecers camping next to us had never heard of Domaine de la Chute.

We had to laugh when we were awoken at 8 o’clock in the morning at the next site with “Attenti-on! Attenti-on! Blah blah blah…” I guess it’s a Quebec campsite thing.