The first day
On saturday 1st of march we truly left!
Even the cat came along which was a “little” challenging. He had to get used to a house on wheels. He had seen all places while meowing. The first day we drove the longest distance traveling through Belgium and found our first resting spot in France. This spot was a bit of a hassle to find, through a mountainous forest hurling down towards a small village. The tires weren’t to happy with that. When we finally found the place we were looking for, we parked, closed up shop and slept wonderfully.
The second day
The next day we woke up in a sunny french place. In morning we basked the sun with a view even Jan could enjoy. We drove for quite a while again, but the border of Spain was still nowhere near in sight. We drove trough a lot of little villages. The first and second where nice to look at, but after a few, we did not enjoy it so much anymore. The place we chose for our second night was located next to a stunning lake which we only realised the next morning, but the stars outside where lovely to look at.
The third day
Monday morning was spent taking pictures of the scenery before heading on the road again. We drove on the highway for most of the trip. But in the end we had to pass some mountain roads. The distance we drove today was far enough that we could see the Pyrenees mountains from our resting spot for the night.
The fourth day
Tuesday we actually crossed them (the Pyrenees). In France we chose to not use the tol roads, however in Spain we did make use of them, which was fully worth it. We didn’t think that using the small mountain roads in the Pyrenees was a smart idea, so we avoided them. On the way to the border of Spain we drove so close to the coast that we could see the ocean. After we decided that it would be beter to take the tolroads, we hoped that we woudn’t have a problem with altitude sickness, but non the less Megan did have some trouble after all. In the afternoon we found a lovely spot to settle for the night and enjoyed ourselves. By this spot there was an olympian building, but we still don’t know what it was used for.
The fifth day
Wednesday we decided that we would enjoy the morning and we would drive a little bit later than normal. So Megan had time to stick some stickers on the camper. Today we drove just enough to come close to the border of Portugal. We chose a not so special patch of grass for this night, but it was the first night that there were no other travelers in sight.
The sixth day
Thursday we only had 256 km to go till our temporary residence for the coming months. After crossing the border, we kept gawking at the scenery all the way up to our destination. We were welcomed with open arms and after small pleasantries we retired to our humble abode to rest up from our first part of the journey.
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