After five days of family pampering (and dodging my ninja-cousin-cat), it was time to get back on the road. What I didn't know was that the boat would be more boring than a Sunday without football.
aparcamiento (rural) 🅿️🌲
We slept poorly but crossed half of Germany with stops and bad roads, and ended up in a quiet forest on the border of Holland. No cheese today, but with a walk and silence.
Today we had vineyards, German hugs, a sneaky tick, and a man who talked more than a parrot on espresso. But in the end, a quiet forest and paws in the air. A full-on kind of day.
We slept with a soundtrack of waterfalls, discovered a castle without tourists, ran among magical rocks and crossed into Germany with smuggled cheese. And all without losing our tails.
Between walls, French terraces and lakes with signs saying "do not touch anything", today was a Friday of explorers. And yes, the lion of Belfort didn't bark at me. Coward.
Hoy nos levantamos con sol, pasamos por pueblos con y sin encanto, subimos por un sendero histórico, y acabamos en un rincón escondido con vistas de postal.
Subimos el Charmant Som como dos cabras con prisa. Casi no llegamos antes del anochecer, pero hicimos cumbre, selfies y bajamos corriendo. ¡Día épico en la Chartreuse!
Visitamos el palacio más surrealista de Francia, hecho por un cartero con mucha imaginación y cero prisa. Acabamos empapados en un cementerio y refugiados junto a una iglesia en mitad de nada.
We were looking for the beach and ended up digging holes, dodging barriers, and searching for water at a snail's pace. We slept where the vines have changed their look since the last time.
Today a new journey begins. We've left Berga, Grandma and Uncle Joan (who stayed behind cutting hair), and we've already crossed the border like true smugglers. I'm a travelling dog again!
Una lavandería salvó a mi papi de la catástrofe textil, una playa perruna me hizo el día y terminamos en un rincón tranquilo cerca de Béziers. ¡Qué jornada de aventuras y ladridos!
Hoy despedimos los Alpes y pasamos por Aviñón, viendo su puente "a ninguna parte". Terminamos en un aparcamiento tranquilo, ¡ideal para descansar y soñar con la próxima aventura!