Crossing the Border
It took a few days to recover from our sprint around France but, after a weekend chilling in the Pyrenees, we were ready to crack on. Our next and final objective was to draw the letter B of ‘BREXIT’ around the Iberian Peninsula.
The task ahead
To kick off, we departed Laruns and darted for the Spanish border (near Irun). Having spent 2 years living and working in Spain, crossing the border was a poignant moment for me – fue bueno estar de vuelta! (it was good to back).
The route to Llanes
Welcome to Espana!
Llanes
As Bilbao slipped into the distance, we continued for another couple of hours until we reached Llanes – a beautiful coastal town set against a backdrop of stunning green mountains…
What a backdrop!
Our spot overlooking the sea
Ready to explore
Katy, Betty and I absolutely loved this place. For me, having always lived and worked in Madrid, it was exciting to explore this mystical new landscape. More similar to Cornwall than anywhere on the Mediterranean coast, it was a sensory overload with crashing Atlantic waves, friendly locals and delicious Spanish food.
It was also Betty’s first trip back to a sandy beach since we rescued her from Greece. As soon as her paws touched the soft sand, she began sprinting around in circles as if to celebrate. All three of us were happy to be back on the coast – arriving here was definitely a highlight of the trip.
Llanes to Vigo
On arrival, we set up camp, hit the beach and enjoyed a few jars of Spanish beer. The following morning we would continue south and enter our final EU country – Portugal.
Up at dawn