🇮🇪 Ireland

Between storms and waves, we follow the trail of adventures hidden along the Irish coast, sniffing out every curve and every corner.

Pouring rain and mischievous wind, but me in the camper transformed into the king of the imaginary puddles. Sneem, a spooky quarry and a perfect shelter for sleeping without getting wet.

Stone circles like coliseums, castles shrouded in ivy, roads that look like traps, and a solitary pier facing the sea. Today my paws and ears haven't had a moment's rest.

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.

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.

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.

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.

A night of a cradle with wheels, escape plans from Ireland, and a castle playing hide-and-seek.