Today I had to walk further than expected among giant stones, pines and somewhat chaotic paths in La Pedriza. It rained just when it should, there was a strategic Whopper and we ended up sleeping in total silence, as the dog manual dictates.
aparcamiento (rural) 🅿️🌲
Today I wandered through a town frozen in war, explored a Little Russia in absolute silence and witnessed a free shower that nobody had asked for. We ended up sleeping among pine forests, with history still smelling of old stone.
Today I smelled thousand-year-old stones, crossed dodgy walkways in my arms and survived a dark, muddy tunnel. Thirteen kilometres later I found a perfect place to sleep and plan more mischief.
We set off without a plan, stopped at a cemetery that brings peace instead of fear, and ended up sleeping wherever night found us. That's how the best getaways begin.
The sun came out again after the fog, and we ended up walking along a Chinese wall… in Spain! Among sharp rocks, ghost towns and impossible paths, it was a day of pure doggy adventure.
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.
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.
I thought the closed road was only for cars... so I lay down in the middle of it as if it were my private terrace. Between repeated bends, picture-postcard villages and a gorge without any humans, even I lost count of the landscapes.
I thought we'd stay in our secret paradise, but Daddy Edu took me from boring hills to medieval bridges and we ended up at a mysterious lake under the night sky.
An immense lake, a sandy beach without bathers and an army of kamikaze acorns bombarding our camper van. In the end, canine victory and explosion-free rest.
We thought we were just going to eat by a lake… and we ended up listening to a stranger's entire life before getting lost in a perfect forest for sleeping rough.
We slept like rocks, we fled from museums and followed our noses: shopping, aimless road trips and a hidden meadow next to a tiny village. Guess where I ended up marking my territory?