
Madrid and the Unexpected Wine Encounter
Madrid was loud, fast, and exhausting. We’d spent weeks in the quiet of northern Spain,
We are Kevin and Mary, two retired post office owners from Hull who traded the hustle and bustle of parcels and postage for a rolling home on four wheels.
Camp España is the story of our first mobile journey through Spain.
Madrid was loud, fast, and exhausting. We’d spent weeks in the quiet of northern Spain,
Swapping the salty sea air for dry, rolling plains, we turned our backs on the
Leaving Cudillero behind, we set off towards Foz, a small coastal town that looked like
We rolled into Cudillero mid-afternoon, the van tilted at an angle that made me a
We rolled into Gijón late and knackered. No idea where we’d parked, no idea what
San Sebastián behind us, Gijón ahead. Another stretch of Spanish motorway, and I was back
We left Pamplona behind, winding our way toward San Sebastián, looking forward to beaches, pintxos,
Right, so we left Zaragoza in good spirits, bellies full, van loaded up, and Mary
You know when you build something up in your head for so long, and then
France wasn’t supposed to be a big thing actually. It was just a stop on
Right. So, we bought a campervan. No idea what we were doing. None. We’d barely