Playa de la Catedrales & a Night in Viveiro
The sun was out in full force, the roads empty enough to make me feel like a rally driver, and—miracle of miracles—Mary wasn’t giving me the usual side-eye grip of terror. Small wins. Playa de las Catedrales. Big name, bigger reputation. The kind of place travel blogs love to scream about. Rock formations so dramatic […]
Madrid and the Unexpected Wine Encounter
Madrid was loud, fast, and exhausting. We’d spent weeks in the quiet of northern Spain, where the biggest decision of the day was where to park the van or whether we fancied another coffee. And then suddenly—bam—city life. We weren’t ready. But we couldn’t not stop. It’s Madrid. We gave ourselves one day. Doing Madrid […]
Inland Adventures and Unexpected Discoveries through the Heart of Spain
Swapping the salty sea air for dry, rolling plains, we turned our backs on the coast and aimed straight for the heart of Spain. The landscape changed almost instantly. The wild cliffs and crashing waves faded into long stretches of golden fields, sleepy villages, and empty roads that stretched on forever. There was something deeply […]
On the Road to Foz: A Curious Campsite and Coastal Charm
Leaving Cudillero behind, we set off towards Foz, a small coastal town that looked like the perfect place to do a whole lot of nothing for a day or two. The drive was one of those effortless ones where the scenery takes over, and you barely notice the miles slipping by. The northern coast of […]
A Short Drive to Cudillero: A Tale of Fishing Fumbles
We rolled into Cudillero mid-afternoon, the van tilted at an angle that made me a bit uneasy, but we were parked, and that was good enough. The place was straight out of a postcard. Colourful houses stacked up the hillside, a harbour full of fishing boats bobbing around, and the smell of grilled fish hanging […]
A Relaxing Day in Gijón: Sights, Fishing, and Coastal Bliss
We rolled into Gijón late and knackered. No idea where we’d parked, no idea what the plan was. Just bed. Woke up to seagulls and waves—a good sign. Less good when you realise seagulls and bacon butties don’t mix. We’ve both seen what those beady-eyed scavengers can do back home in Hull. Not today, lads. […]
On the Road to Gijón: Mountains, Miracles, and Burgers
San Sebastián behind us, Gijón ahead. Another stretch of Spanish motorway, and I was back to my newfound obsession with road engineering. “Look at this one, Mary,” I said, pointing to a massive bridge soaring over a valley. “How do they even build things like this?” She barely looked up from her book. “You’ve said […]
On the Road to San Sebastián: A Journey with Pit Stops and Ponderings
We left Pamplona behind, winding our way toward San Sebastián, looking forward to beaches, pintxos, and hopefully fewer life-threatening sausages. “So,” I said, gripping the wheel, “bull running. Tradition or cruel?” Mary, staring out at the hills, didn’t answer straight away. “It’s both,” she finally said. “It’s brutal. But you can feel how much it […]
To Pamplona: Hemingway, Bulls, and an Anniversary to Remember
Right, so we left Zaragoza in good spirits, bellies full, van loaded up, and Mary still quoting Hemingway like we were some lost characters in one of his books. Pamplona was next on the list, but this one was different. It was our anniversary. Thirty-five years of marriage, if you can believe that. Now, before […]
Over the Mountains and Into Spain: Kevin’s Perspective
You know when you build something up in your head for so long, and then when it finally happens, it’s absolutely nothing like you expected? That was us, the Pyrenees, and a campervan. We’d been talking about this part of the trip for months—the grand moment where we finally crossed into Spain, the road stretching […]