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A picture-postcard day: between cathedrals, rich people's golf courses with clubs, wild dunes, rusty boats, and Germans going wild about our mobile phone signal. And me, as always, in the thick of it all.

We went to look for dolphins and ended up finding enchanted waterfalls, oil rigs and other people's gardens. Luckily we slept surrounded by fields and tranquility... without fairies or annoying humans!

The flu isn't giving up, but neither are we. We stroll through historic forests, look for views on the Black Isle peninsula, and discover one of the few places where wild camping is permitted.

We continue the route between bends and colds, with a stop at a historic bridge and a desperate search for a place to sleep. In the end, a peaceful forest, a short walk and a night without any surprises.

A suspension bridge, a dip in the river, and this cold that won't budge. While Daddy Edu battles the viruses, I keep watch from the towel. Sometimes being a canine nurse is hard work.

After three days in nurse mode in Cramond, we're back on the road. We emptied the waste tanks, restocked the larder, and ended up in a place with waterfalls, a cool river, and a luxury car park.

Papi Edu fell ill with a fever, and I took the opportunity to snuggle up all day. Australian visitors, Coca-Cola in the sun, and endless naps. Two days without moving, but with stories to tell.

I spent six days with new humans, but Daddy Edu came back. I smelled him, I licked him... and we cried too. Because there are strange days that end with hugs, colds, and a lot of doggy love.

Papi Edu left me with Fabi in Edinburgh... and now I kinda want to stay! Between epic naps, fake swans, and bed-sharing (with the occasional fart), I discovered the unexpected luxury of doggy life.

Tito Joan needs Papi Edu in Barcelona... and I have to stay in Edinburgh with a new human named Fabi. He isn't my family, but at least he has a couch and seems like a good person.

We discovered the Highland Folk Museum and ended the day sleeping among the pines next to Loch Garten. It was a quiet place, although the loch hid a sign that made us not want to take a dip...

We left Edinburgh, crossing the Queensferry Crossing, went up into the Highlands through valleys, past dams and lochs, took many detours because of poor mobile coverage, and ended up sleeping next to a dam.