
The Campsite We Left After Twenty Minutes
We had every intention of staying the night. After a long day on the road,
We left Hull, bought a campervan, and headed for Spain.
What began as a simple road trip has turned into a slow journey through Spain and Portugal, taking in historic cities, small towns, coastal roads, unexpected campsites, and the occasional wrong turn.
Camp España is our travel diary from the road. The latest entries from our journey are below.

We had every intention of staying the night. After a long day on the road,

We spent a day in Seville with a simple plan that didn’t survive the heat,

We arrived on the outskirts of Seville in the campervan, trying to find somewhere to

Vejer was still asleep when we left. Not dramatically asleep. Just shutters half-down, streets quiet

We left Bolonia feeling like we had slept inside a drum kit. The Levante had

We’d parked up by the dunes at Bolonia thinking it’d be quiet. It was at

We left Zafra with the van feeling slightly smug, chairs stowed, fridge behaving, the kind

Zafra sneaks up on you. Flat fields and quiet cattle for miles, then tiles and

The road out of Mérida pulls you into nothing. Fields. Stunted olive trees. A ridge