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The last travel week knocks with loud hammering at the door, and so we saddle the chickens and roll towards the north.Still, we carry the Galician plague with us, coughing,...

Something always goes wrong, and then it breaks!

On the drive eastward, we spend an incredibly dark and starry night right on the Camino de Santiago. The Milky Way appears to be within reach.Specifically, at a rest area on a...

After I don't-know-how-many deeply relaxed days at the Galician Atlantic, I consult the calendar with a concentrated look to be surprised to find that we only have just over two...

It's Sunday morning, it's flea market time. Sunrise <

We are traveling along the Asturian Atlantic coast. About a thousand kilometers still separate us from Andalusia, and time is running out quickly. So we have decided that the...

Semi-wild Horses at the Ebro Reservoir

The evening by the Aragon River is pleasantly warm and starry. We sit outside the caravan at 27 degrees, marveling at countless satellites and a small shooting star. Only when the...

Pastoral cows on the road

We are standing on the bank of the canal on this sunny late summer afternoon. The water laps lazily along. The houseboat season is almost over, and there is very little traffic on...

Red Travel Shoes on the Volcano

Actually, hardly anyone has thought about it anymore. We carefree and joyfully enjoy the hot summer camping trips in the robbers' cave. No parking worries, no panic outbreaks from...

The last stage takes us on the highway for more than three hundred kilometers towards the east. Three hundred kilometers through the Paris Basin, three hundred kilometers of...

The final week of travel is inevitably approaching. The temperatures have returned to moderate highs, so we decide to blaze new trails and explore previously uncharted...

With summer temperatures around forty degrees, we can only recommend the Breton coast.Plenty of sea, plenty of beach, and always a refreshing breeze. While shady spots are scarce...

Following the report about our adventure with the local gendarmerie, we received information from attentive readers that refugee smuggler gangs from Germany are being supplied...

In the meantime, we have reached the flight path to Étretat; the density of camper vans is increasing, as is the number of closed access roads.

On the way to the Atlantic, we stop in Montreuil-sur-Mer. At the RV parking area, we can replenish our water supplies for two euros and stretch our legs with a walk through the...

We did it! For almost an entire day, we maneuvered our way through Dutch and Belgian highways. With lots of stops and little go, going from one traffic jam to the next...

It's half past five in the morning in Alsace. Water splashes on the Mistral roof, thick droplets drum and bang on our mobile abode, waking me from sweet dreams of streets where...

Fat raindrops are mercilessly hammering on the Mistral roof this morning. I pull the pillow over my ears. I want to turn over again and just snooze away the annoying weather, but...

Sunday at the flea market presents a hot, dripping, ketchup-bathed merguez from the grill. Today as well, a local club has set up a stall under a rustic wooden hut. The line isn’t...

It's half past five in the morning in Alsace. An unbelievable racket tears me mercilessly from the sweetest dreams of streets where wine and honey flow. I rub my sticky eyes. The...

Time has once again flown by far too quickly, and the journey home is still long. Finally, I don't want to hide from you the fact that I have a problem with the unscrupulous,...

Our last week of travel has begun and we are wandering somewhat aimlessly through the beautiful Beaujolais. The warm late summer sun makes the golden villages shine, which are...

We are traveling through France for I don't know how many times, and yet the country continually surprises us with new wonders.

Evil tongues claim that our travel plans are solely based on ongoing flea markets. Well, a grain of truth can be found by every blind chicken, but today we decide to trace the...

The hero is sick. An evil, brazen, shameless virus has sneaked in as a stowaway and uninvited guest, treacherously incapacitating the hero's immune system.

Broad-winged Spotless Bear