I still remember the moment it all began. Leaving the crushing heat of Perpignan in the middle of June to venture into the mysterious lands of Norway. A Réunionnaise like me, born on a tropical rock, finding myself exploring the fjords, forests and tundra and maybe the... Read more →

It is by train that we decide to go to Oslo, thus avoiding parking lots and traffic, one imagines, dense in a European capital. All excited, I rejoice at this discovery, especially since a bright generous sun is finally there. Jean-Paul, for his part, has memories of... Read more →

After a third night spent in a Roulotte at our host's in Hobøl, we headed for Moss in the pouring rain at 9:30 am on June 22. This small town of 50,000 inhabitants, 40 km from Oslo, was the birthplace of Irene 84 years ago... Read more →

The reunion Phew, after a 3,000 kilometer journey and crossing 5 countries in 6 days, we finally arrived in Hobøl, at Irène's house, on the farm where Jean-Paul used to work as a seasonal farm worker. We could have simply... Read more →

After the good times with Laurent, a breeder in Côte d'Or and his wife, we enter a completely different reality by crossing Luxembourg and Germany by motorway. Accustomed to journeys on country roads, our nerves are on edge. Here the traffic is dense, cars and trucks arrive at full speed... Read more →

Will we go to Norway for two months in June? Like a negative spiral, after the Albarracin episode, a good number of constraints and health problems have since arisen, pushing back our departure a little more each day. We know that this Scandinavian country, very... Read more →

Yesterday, unfortunately, the visit to the medieval village of Albarracin was largely marred by Jean-Paul's state of health. He is not getting better, quite the contrary. We rush back from the town, hoping to find an anti-inflammatory in Roulotte which... Read more →

A few kilometers from Albarracin, after a night spent in this enchanting place, we get up when the sun already appears high in the sky. It is nine o'clock. With my eyes slightly half-open, to remain as discreet as possib... Read more →

As I write to you, spring is waking up in Aragon, our favorite region of Spain. An opportunity for us to see and hear again the storks and their young, reminding us of Los Monegros (see previous article), the desert that we... Read more →

Having arrived three days ago in the suburbs of Zaragoza, we prepare early in the morning to cross the Los Monegros desert. We were under the spell of the Las Bardenas Réales desert last summer and we couldn't wait to discover this... Read more →

After our getaway to the fortified Aljafería Palace, we head full of energy towards the city center of Zaragoza. It was easy to park for free near the Santiago Bridge over the Ebro. The temperature is mild even if... Read more →

Caressed by the Ebro, Zaragoza, capital of Aragon, in Spain, is a destination that we have had on our shelves for two years.
Winter is the ideal season to visit the cities of Spain in our opinion. So we're heading to Zaragoza, but where to sleep when we're... Read more →