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Between cliffs that seem to bite the sea and roads that challenge us with their "no entry" signs, I discover that adventure beats stronger when Daddy Edu decides to disobey.

Amidst sands that resemble highways, a pier that stretches towards the horizon, and ruins that whisper to the wind, I discover that even the sea holds unexpected surprises.

De la abadía solitaria de Moor a los senderos sin fin de Ballyseedy Wood. Toros, hierbas altas, viento y muchos kilómetros de paseo en un día redondo.

Today there were no castles or adventures, just kilometers, shopping and a quiet corner in the forest to rest after a month of non-stop sightseeing.

A night of a cradle with wheels, escape plans from Ireland, and a castle playing hide-and-seek.

A day that started quietly in Malahide ended with dark turns, killer bushes, and the feel of a low-budget horror movie.

Amid sacred ruins, peat bogs, and roads that seemed made for snails, we ended the day with a private Derry Girls session in our camper-cinema.

The rain spoiled the plans in Slieve League, but after kilometers and shopping at Lidl we ended up in Lough Key. Daddy Edu swam, even Tito Javi showered with cold water and we slept alone by the lake.

Today I almost became a wedding godfather, I ran on a perfect beach without my ball and we fled the storm that was raging in Slieve League. We ended up taking shelter in a quiet harbor by the sea.

Between walls, secret messages and giant murals I crossed Derry with my humans. Even the rain caught us, but we ended the day sleeping like kings next to Lough Akkibon.