FTO - Fresh Touring Origination

The camp site was a mad house, no marked areas, all free space. We just parked our cars accross a few lines one next to each another. The main concern was the "chav corridor" as it was constantly being crossed by pimped up saxo's, corsa's, bmw's and all other monstrosities, packed with scantily clad women hangin out of the windows, out of the sun roofs, out of the boots and some just sitting on the edge of their convertible chav mobiles ... All the while chavs shouted and screamed speeding and wrecking their very lowered cars on the harsh grounds. A good laugh to see a few of them loose their bumpers and fibre glass custom bits and pieces... Some raced past while then handbraking and spining their back ends... Some "chavs" had very loud sirens, that was just annoying and completely unnecessary...