Spain | TRAVEL
It's about 10 years since we first went to Spain for a winter break in the truck, and it came as a bit of a surprise to not just everyone we know, but also to us. After all, only old folk waste away the winter in Spain. Whilst all the intrepid young adventurers (like us?) are messing about in the snowy northern mountains. Challenging things, getting frostbite and enduring the long cold nights in the camper.
So why did we do it? Clear off to Spain, I mean. Well, it isn't quite what you might be thinking. Not entirely the weather, the arthritis, nor even the cheap food, booze and fags.
No, a couple of years earlier we'd been in Spain in late May and June and, as the heat set in for the summer, things just got too hot to walk any further than the nearest bar or beach. Not that there is anything wrong with a bit of bar and beach. ‘Bit’ being the operative word. The locals also thought us to be a bit bonkers to be walking around in summer, and suggested we return in the cooler months.
Hence the winter adventure, and when we very quickly embraced the joys of wandering about in the Spanish scenery in shorts and T-shirts, but without the withering heat. Biking, too, without
