The rain spoiled the plans in Slieve League, but after kilometers and shopping at Lidl we ended up in Lough Key. Daddy Edu swam, even Tito Javi showered with cold water and we slept alone by the lake.
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Amid sacred ruins, peat bogs, and roads that seemed made for snails, we ended the day with a private Derry Girls session in our camper-cinema.
A day that started quietly in Malahide ended with dark turns, killer bushes, and the feel of a low-budget horror movie.
A night of a cradle with wheels, escape plans from Ireland, and a castle playing hide-and-seek.
Today there were no castles or adventures, just kilometers, shopping and a quiet corner in the forest to rest after a month of non-stop sightseeing.
De la abadía solitaria de Moor a los senderos sin fin de Ballyseedy Wood. Toros, hierbas altas, viento y muchos kilómetros de paseo en un día redondo.
Amidst sands that resemble highways, a pier that stretches towards the horizon, and ruins that whisper to the wind, I discover that even the sea holds unexpected surprises.
Between cliffs that seem to bite the sea and roads that challenge us with their "no entry" signs, I discover that adventure beats stronger when Daddy Edu decides to disobey.
Círculos de piedra como coliseos, castillos envueltos en hiedra, carreteras que parecen trampas y un muelle solitario frente al mar. Hoy mis patas y mis orejas no han tenido ni un respiro.
Lluvia a cántaros y viento travieso, pero yo en la cámper convertido en rey de los charcos imaginarios. Sneem, cantera espeluznante y refugio perfecto para dormir sin mojarse.
La noche había sido un concierto de lluvia y viento, con el techo de la cámper tamborileando sin descanso. Yo soñaba con charcos gigantes y persecuciones de gaviotas mientras las gotas competían en
