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