
Shorts. Two gas rings. A broom.
We travel far and like to find our own way. Yet in August, we get the little caravan out. On living our own life on a smaller scale, everyday life outdoors and what camping means to us.
We now travel halfway around the world — yet still keep returning to Cavallino with our caravan. To a holiday of familiar routines, shared memories and the freedom of not having to discover something new every day.

A personal atlas rather than a journey from highlight to highlight: getting there, familiar paths, excursions and places that have become part of our holidays over many years.
Explore our Cavallino atlasA special feature on a city on the water: timeless icons, quieter lanes, contemporary art and moods that change with every visit.
Venice in photographs
We travel far and like to find our own way. Yet in August, we get the little caravan out. On living our own life on a smaller scale, everyday life outdoors and what camping means to us.

A beautiful wash block with too few toilets, a controversial Dog Camp and ever-larger pitches: Union Lido has to evolve, even though many guests love it precisely as it is.

Booking, arriving, shopping, cycling and getting breakfast rolls without a long queue: what we actually find useful after around 25 years at Union Lido.
In the morning we sit outside our caravan; a few hours later we are surrounded by contemporary art. On clichés, different ways of looking and works of art that stay with us.
Cycling across Lido and Pellestrina to Chioggia: an unusually beautiful journey through the lagoon — as long as the bicycles are allowed back on the boat.
Almost every other holiday morning begins at Vianello: with cappuccino, bread rolls and half an hour in a car park on Via Fausta. No special view — and precisely for that reason, somewhere we love to sit.
Nine-year-old Spinnenwilli only wanted a week’s holiday. But then spaceships hover over Beijing, Doctor Thang searches for a mysterious statue — and the Spinnenwilli phone rings again.