At four in the morning, I got Daddy Edu out of bed for an urgent walk. Then the coffees in the sun arrived, a strange castle and a quiet day in Lloret that surprised me in a good way.
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Changing wheels for sheets: two days in Lloret de Mar with Dad and the uncles. Between all-you-can-eat buffets and walks with the smell of the sea, I discovered that I can also relax... a little.
We're closing out Ireland with a cinematic tour, a clandestine quarry, a wash with a beer-loving vagrant and a "pet-friendly" cabin where they forbade me from the bed... and I was the first to climb into it.
Amidst cathedrals, pubs, historic bridges and parks with absent-minded squirrels, Dublin stole our hearts… and almost our wallets with its parking.
Castles with giant telescopes, the first victim of a car accident in history... and a waitress who served me sweets like I was royalty. That's how my day went in Birr, ending amongst sheep and postcard-perfect views.
Picture-postcard landscapes, green trails, and salmon sandwiches with wine in the sun. We explored Connemara at our own pace. We didn't see everything, but we saw it all. And we lived it better.
Between a tiny dolmen, vertiginous cliffs, and tons of chips, we explored the wildest Ireland with the wind in our faces and laughter in the car. What an epic day!
Millennial ruins, persistent rain, a colossal pizza... and a toilet with more character than the owner of the apartment. Welcome to a very Irish Sunday.
We thought it was going to be a quiet day, but between Ikea, rebellious credit cards, loose leads, and an hour waiting at the airport... we ended up surrounded by new people on a golf course at midnight.
