I thought the alarm clock was a nuclear threat, but it turned out that Daddy just wanted to get up early... at eleven. Between shopping without me and a secret river, we ended up in a paradise of siesta and meadow.
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We thought we'd stop for a bit in Conques and ended up forking out six euros for parking as if it included a hotel with a spa. Then the hunt for the perfect campervan began... almost at night, of course.
Today I had to be a mountain pilgrim: fences to jump, slow humans to overtake and a road where cars roared at ninety while I sniffed every bush as if it were sacred.
Today we started the day "very early" at eleven, we saw a lake that wouldn't let itself be walked around, a Venice without water, a picture-postcard canyon and we ended up fleeing a mysterious event to a secret clearing.
Between stone arches and mysterious caves, jumps, sniffs and adventures: a day of exploration that seems taken from a story.
The rain woke us up early and didn't let up all day. Between torrential cleaning, lacklustre landscapes and a village called La Fouillade, I discovered that even grey days can have their charm.
Today we travelled through rain, déjà vu and fortresses. Daddy Edu swore that Najac sounded familiar... and he was right. Between ancient stones, dusty mannequins and a late sun, we ended the day in a charming corner called Bruniquel.
The rain didn't stop us: naps, laundry and doggy adventures around Montauban until we found our nightly refuge
The rain had surrounded us, Toulouse was calling us and the sofa was holding us back. In the end, the naps won, Daddy Edu's thoughts and my talent for doing nothing with style. A day without a destination, but full of dog-like calm.
Today I sneaked into Toulouse: I sniffed out streets, crossed bridges and nearly took to the air with a Beluga XL. Cities, watch out, an exploring winemaker is on the loose!
Today, we were overcome by laziness and left at one o'clock, with the elegance of someone who has mastered the art of doing nothing. Lidl, cheap diesel and the Pyrenees peeking out: a day of idleness with a view.
Between giant mountains and Siberian wind, I discovered the most serious circus in the world: Gavarnie's. Without clowns, but with rocks as the audience and a dad who almost became a smuggler.