It’s probably one of the country’s most famous regions, and for good reason – Portugal’s Algarve ( or southern coastline ) offers plenty to the visitor and is one of Europe’s most popular “sun” destinations. We’d managed our expectations, thinking we may be chancing it expecting beach weather as as late in the year as the last week in October, but the sunny Algarve lived up to its reputation and delivered us a week of just spectacular sunshine, and generally cloudless blue skies.
Route travelled across the Algrave, west to east. Lagos, Cavoeiro, Albufeira and Faro were our stops.
Our exploring started at the western end, taking in Sagres and nearby Cape St. Vincent, the most south westerly point in all of Europe. Not just a landmark, but a quite spectacular section of rugged coastline which attracts many visitors – indeed, coach loads of tourist were there when we swung by.
Cape St. Vincent, the most south westerly point in all of Europe, just above Sagres.Cape St. Vincent lighthouse.One can walk right out to the point…!
The Algarve’s westernmost major city is Lagos, a historic town with a beautiful marina, and kilometres of stunning and easily hikeable coastline mixed in with some beautiful beaches. It was easy to explore, and both the weather and ocean temperatures were warm enough for a comfortable dip in the Atlantic. It seemed to me that it was quite a bit warmer here than further up the coast near Porto, where I was a bit reluctant to try the water.
Meia beach, Lagos.Backstreet, Lagos old town.Selfie time, Meia beach, Lagos.Marina in Lagos.Not all fun, all day…there are chores to do ( like downloading Netflix movies while at the laundromat, especially those with good Wifi ! ).Coastal rock formations, Lagos.Ditto.Ditto.Ditto.
East of Lagos we stopped over in Portimão for one night, but found it a rather gritty and undesirable place. More than an attraction in itself, Portimao is of a jumping off point for boat tours to nearby, spectacular Carvoeiro and the scenic caves around Benigal beach – rather than stay in Portimao, we decided to simply drive on and visit Carvoeiro directly. What a difference just a few kilometres of coastline made – this place was probably our favourite spot on the whole Algarve. Set high on the cliffs above the ocean, the town is postcard-like and the coastal walk is probably the best on this stretch of the Portuguese coast. We walked 1/2 of it and took a small boat tour on the other half, really enjoying the different perspectives. A calm ocean, a blue sky, and warm temperatures made for one of our most enjoyable days this week.
The boardwalk, Portimao ( the only place in the Algarve we did NOT like). Carvoeiro beach. A favourite – the cliff walk to Bengali was stunning and the excellent boat tour from Benagil showed the cliffs from a different perspective.Camping in this part of the Algarve ( Carvoeiro ) was a challenge, even driving in this village was not allowed, the above signs making it clear campervans were not welcome in some parts. In most places, though we had no issue at all.Precious few spaces for campers in very popular Carvoeiro – we managed to snag one of the three available.Coastal walk cliff view near Benagil beach.Carvalho beach, near Benagil.Once at Benagil we took the coastal boat tour, it gave an excellent view of the caves/cliffs from the sea. Here the famous Benagil cave, open to the sky.Can you see the crocodile ?Cliffs near Benagil.
Based on recommendations from people we’d met we moved just a little further along to spectacular Falesia beach. Not just a great beach, but with a spectacular cliffside setting and all of it just a 10 minute walk from our campground (which essentially backed onto the beach). We often get great camping spots and we’ve certainly explored a few great beaches but it’s not common that you get a two in one deal like we did here. We can see why the campground is a popular destination for longer-term European campers, many of whom come down here to spend the whole winter.
Gorgeous Falesia beach, just behind the campground we were at near Albufeira. In late October the water was a fresh 21 degrees and plenty of us were still swimming.The orange, sandy cliffs behind the beach made for a spectacular backdrop.We thought we’d seen it all when we passed a fellow towing his own helicopter ( some years back, in Canada ). This Swiss fellow who was camped beside us installed a hot tub in his motorhome !
Faro, at the eastern end of the Algarve, was our last port of call in this area. A little more history in this place and a very quaint old town, set against a picturesque harbour. The town was pleasant, and memorable for the rather bizarre “Chapel of Bones” ( see image below ). Probably the most ghoulish attraction we’ve seen anywhere, reminding us somewhat of the similarly macabre catacombs in Palermo, Sicily. While not particularly enamoured with the chapel of bones, we did enjoy our final day spent at Faro’s eponymous beach. Lots of surfers out on what was a warm, sunny day and the water still warm enough for a comfortable swim.
A waterfront shot in Faro.The famous Arco da Vila, the historic gate to Faro ‘s old town.The bizarre Capela dos Ossos, Faro. In English, “The Chapel of Bones”. It was completed by Franciscan friars who exhumed 5,000 corpses to decorate the walls of the chapel.Our last day in the Algarve, Coffee by the beach………..and a final swim in Portugal.
Hard to believe our few weeks in Portugal was almost at an end – have loved our time here, enjoyed consistent great weather and incredible hospitality and warm welcomes from all the locals – we won’t wait 40 more years to return!
For the average holidaymaker, Portugal’s southern coast ( known as the Algarve ) probably gets more attention than its Atlantic coast, but the Atlantic side has its appeal as well. Last week we’d explored the northern city of Porto – this week would take us directly south, through myriad smaller beach towns and quaint inland villages, the world famous surf town of Nazaré, historic Óbidos, Peniche, and of course, the capital of Portugal, Lisbon itself. Fortunately Portugal is small and these places are all close together making for an easy travel week.
Heading down Portugal’s western coast towards Lisbon we were surprised to see long, straight roads in places. Made for easy driving.
I’d seen countless Youtube clips and read many articles about Nazaré’s gigantic waves so we were especially keen to get there. Lots of other nice little communities on the road south, of course, but we ( and, it seemed many other van travellers ) were beelining it for Portugal’s most famous surf town. Researching it in advance it appeared we may even get to see some “big ones” ( the big wave surf season runs October to March, peaking from November to February ) – alas, our arrival was probably a bit early and while the surf was active, there were definitely no big ones during our visit. Check out the YouTube clip below if you’ve not heard of Nazare – the waves there just boggle the mind !
Portugal’s internationally famous surfing beach in the town of Nazare, home to the world’s biggest waves and a mecca for professional surfers.Praia (beach) Norte is on the other side of the headland. They certainly promote its reputation !
At the height of “the season” waves like this bring surfers from all over the world. Nazare claims the world’s highest waves.
South of Nazare, and just north of Lisbon, both Obidos and Peniche warranted a visit. The former, a historic walled city and very well-preserved, was certainly interesting if perhaps a tad over-touristed, the situation during our visit not helped by the fact that three large cruise ships had pulled into Lisbon early that day and the day trip to Obidos was obviously one of the popular excursions. It really felt like most of the people from those cruise ships must’ve been in this tiny town !
The historic walled town of Obidos, just north of Lisbon was jam-packed as 3 cruise ships were docked in Lisbon that day.The church of Santa Maria, Obidos.Obidos is also famous for its chocolate Ginja drinks ( so we tried a couple – delicious ! ).Off to walk the walls of Obidos…!
Just a bit further south lay Peniche, also a walled city and one with a significant maritime history given is strategic location on a promontory just north of Lisbon. While the town itself was a little bit uninspiring, both a surfing competition and a parasailing competition were being held as we passed through and provided an afternoon of easy entertainment.
We dropped into Peniche to watch the surf competition and the paragliders. Another of Portugal’s walled cities, this one complete with a fort.Sunset on the beach, Peniche.Peniche is a popular location for both surfing ( not quite the crazy waves of Nazare !) and paragliding. Almost hypnotizing to watch them just float in the thermals.
The plan after Peniche was initially to head straight to Lisbon, but on a whim we decided that, since we were almost passing right by, we would drop in and take a peek around the town of Sintra, famous for some well restored palaces and castles among other things. To be honest, we were starting to tire of castles and palaces ( one sees so many in Europe ! ) so it was not a terrible disappointment that the insane traffic and super narrow access roads to Sintra made visiting with the van practically impossible, a problem, quite likely compounded by those very same cruise ships in nearby Lisbon 🙂. It actually reminded us very much of the situation in Segovia, (back in Spain) a small town with much the same history and similarly inaccessible streets ! Not to worry, this gave a little more time to explore beautiful Lisbon and we used to full advantage. A run of consistent great weather held and our days exploring Lisbon could not have been better.
Some artwork showing a streetcar in Lisbon. Not many of the old ones left.
During Lisbon’s golden age ( the 16th century) the city was one of the richest in the world and many legacies of that period of discovery and global trade domination are still visible in the city today. It was fascinating to explore it all – with Lisbon being much bigger, the city was easily able to absorb thousands more tourists from yet more cruise ships ( another 3 big ones in port during our stay ). It seems Portugal is a hot destination in the cruise circuit.
We were camped on the south side of the Tagus, so took a ferry in to the city. As we crossed, the 3rd of 3 cruise ships arrived in the harbour. And we thought Porto was busy – Lisbon was insane !Lisbon’s signature landmark, the Tower of Belem which has for centuries guarded the entry to Lisbon on the River Tagus. A nice backdrop to a great little coffee shop we discovered.Lisbon has a very long waterfront, it stretches for miles. Here we just caught a fisherman delighted to have reeled in a catch !A shot to the Jeronimos Monastery (at least the part not under renovation !) across the corner of Praça do Imperio garden.While visiting the monastery and gardens we managed to catch a military procession welcoming the arrival of the new Swedish ambassador to Portugal. Much pomp and ceremony.The impressive Arco Triunfal da Rua Augusta casts an imposing presence over the Praca do Commercio on Lisbon’s waterfront.Praca do Commercio.Backstreets of Lisbon.We’d hoped to catch a ride on Lisbon’s historic and famous Tram 28 which winds it way through the old town, but with so many tourists in town it was jam-packed 😟No crazy protests ( like Paris ) while we were in Lisbon but clearly not everyone there was happy !
South of Lisbon lay yet more picturesque villages, beachside towns and some nice rural campsites which we took full advantage of – Portugal has so far been a dream country for travelling in a campervan ( and, no surprise – there are many people travelling in campervans here ). The Portuguese do a great job providing campers with lots of park-up options, with an abundance of full service traditional campgrounds, basic camper parks, municipally designated overnight safe parking areas and just a multitude of wild camping spots along the coast. We’ve been very thankful for them all !
Coastline south of Sines.The scenic coastline near pretty Porto Covo….…..and it’s beach. There was one brave beachgoer out there.The coastline gave us many wonderful spots to walk, rest up, or just stop for coffee and lunch breaks. One here.One of the prettiest spots- Odeceixe.Odeceixe village.
Typical of practically every other border we’ve crossed in Europe, the transition from Spain to Portugal occurred, literally, in the blink of an eye – one passes a big blue “Portugal” sign, followed by one describing various speed limits within the country, and suddenly you are here. No stops, no passport presentation, no questions – that’s the benefit of “Schengen” (we all know the ugly side of it, so I won’t labour the point again here). Our goal on night one was simply to get to the historic Portuguese town of Braganca and we made that OK. One thing did stand out was that the roads appeared to be much, much better than they were 40 years ago when we first came here. Of course, since then, Portugal has joined the European Union and it appears that a ton of money has been put into infrastructure in the country. First impression was that it all just seems a lot more modern now than the first time we came.
Welcome to Portugal !Route through northern Portugal.Main square, Braganca, our first stop in Portugal. We’d forgotten how quiet Portuguese towns could be on a Sunday. No one around and everything closed.
Based on tips from some good friends who recently travelled here, we made straight for the Douro valley, a part of Portugal that has for centuries been a centre of winemaking. We headed straight for Quinta Padrela, situated on a plateau high above the Douro river. A family run business for many decades, the owners recently opened it up for overnight camping and it has since become very popular with motorhome owners. The wine tour was excellent, as were the wines themselves, the olive oil and the cheese they produce. The place was absolutely packed with RVs. A wonderful place to relax, the facilities were excellent, including a nice pool.
Passed these Portuguese gentlemen out for a Sunday drive in their exotic cars. And we thought it was just the Italians that drove exotic cars in packs !Later, the Ferrari pulled over in front of us while we were stopped for a coffee break. I was drooling. The owner showed me inside….….and pointed out that it was a “488 Pista”. Needless to say a VERY exotic and VERY expensive Ferrari ! ( Google 488 Pista ).Typical scenery (many terraced vineyards) on the road down to the Douro valley.Another shot of the Douro valley.Possibly the best wild camp we have ever stayed at. This place was amazing, well-deserved of the 4.84 Park4Night rating !Pool included, with a view of the vineyard.Wine tasting, Quinta Padrela. We fell for the wine, the cheese and the olive oil.
Heading west, we made straight for Portugal’s famous northern city of Porto, our route taking us substantially along the very same Douro river after which the aforementioned Douro valley is named. Extremely scenic for the first part of the drive (along the river), while the latter half had us travelling on Portugal’s very smooth A4. Foolishly, and very uncharacteristically, we had not done our research on the toll road system in Portugal (the rules and practices differ all over Europe, no two countries seem to have the same system ) and found ourselves inadvertently caught on a toll road that we had entered without first picking up a ticket (the entry gates were all wide open). On the approach to Porto, we then came across a row of toll booths that we could not exit without first inserting said ticket (which of course we didn’t have !). Cutting a long story short, and after holding up a line of beeping traffic for about 10 minutes while we sorted out the mess, the rather unfriendly Portuguese toll officer hit us with a €59 ( $95 Cdn ) penalty for driving on a toll road without a ticket ! Note to self – stay well away from Portuguese toll roads !!!
View of the Douro River, Pinhao in the background.
That nasty little episode aside, everyone else we have met so far in this wonderful country has been absolutely delightful and could not be friendlier. The warm reception continued during our stay in Porto and we enjoyed the couple of days we spent there. Not a big city, but one that is steeped in history and whose small size made it easy to navigate, whether in our own vehicle, or in the many Ubers we took to get us all over the city. Met some of the most interesting Uber drivers !
Monument to Dom Pedro IV in Porto’s main square.Mercado de Bolhao, Porto’s popular central market.The stunning tile work at Porto station, actually a tourist attraction in itself !Ribeira waterfront, Porto.Capela de Santa Catarina.Riverside drive along the Douro, Porto.
We would make one more stay in what is considered the north of the country, a beach-side stay it in a cozy little campground just south of Aveiro. Nice to be on the coast again, the dunes making a scenic backdrop to the campground, the little beachside bar creating some added ambience and the soothing sound of Atlantic waves lulling us to bed at night. Bliss !
Beachside camp, just south of Aveiro.Absolutely LOVE our Sprinter 4×4 but will confess to a little envy when we saw a custom built European version ( with fiberglass box ). This iteration is the holy grail of overland rigs ( but I am hopelessly biased ! ).By late afternoon when we arrived the Atlantic waves were rough ( and the water too cold for a swim ). Hoping that will improve when we reach the Algarve.This campsite came complete with a cool beach bar. Nice to wind down here after a long drive.
Years ago we’d practically sprinted across Spain on our way from France to Portugal in search of elusive warm weather. Since Madrid did not lie directly in our path, we thought nothing of just skipping it. Now in Valencia and wanting to head to northern Portugal, the Spanish capital lay right in our path. Lacking the cachet of a Rome, or a London, or a Paris we did approach our visit to Madrid with managed expectations. While practically everyone could name at least a couple of famous sights or attractions in the above-mentioned three cities, the same is simply not true of Madrid. One just has to delve a little deeper here and when we did we were pleasantly surprised – the first surprise in Madrid was a pleasant one, but our second one most definitely was not.
Our route this past week.
The first was just finding another amazing camping area provided by the local municipal authorities. Spain just seems to keep on delivering these everywhere we go. Quiet, secure, well located and just a 10 minute walk to the metro station and then an easy direct ride into the heart of Madrid. What’s not to like ?
While getting into town is super easy on the excellent Madrid Metro, when we emerged at Sol station ( in the heart of the city ) we were greeted by a massive tent city – hundreds of mostly young protesters who had set up tents all over the downtown square to protest high rents and the homelessness problem in general. The catalyst for all this, across many cities in Spain not just Madrid, was the recent forced eviction of an 87-year-old tenant who could not afford the most recent rent increase. Outrage everywhere and we saw it all up close in both Valencia and Madrid during our visit.
Coming up from the metro in downtown Madrid, this was our first image ! Protestors camped out to protest housing affordability.
Once we moved on from the heart of the downtown, things got back to normal and over the few days that we spent in Madrid, we explored its parks, cathedrals, Royal Palace, central market, shopping streets, and very notably, it’s deservedly famous Prado museum. It’s super popular and the lineup was long to get in, but our patience was rewarded. It’s huge and full of the works of many of the masters, both Spanish and other Europeans.
Walking towards Plaza Mayor, the main square.Royal Palace.Gran Via, Madrid’s main shopping street.Selfie, Retiro Park.Fountain, Retiro Park.We found Madrid to be clean and leafy. Delightful to walk around and easy to explore.Line up to get into the Prado. It took almost an hour to get in, but worth the wait ! Not until I’d snapped these images did I notice that photography was prohibited in the Prado Museum 😳!They have been selling chocolate for over 250 years. Of course we had to buy some ( delicious !).
From Madrid there were two final places we wanted to explore en route to Portugal – historic Segovia ( home to a famous castle and probably the best preserved Roman aqueduct in all of Europe ), and even more historic Tordesillas ( the town where, in 1494, Portugal and Spain drew a line along an Atlantic meridian, dividing up South America into their respective spheres of influence ). Neither of these places disappointed and were well worth the stopovers, although the insane number of tourists and tourist buses in Segovia made parking impossible – it became more of a drive-by than a actual visit !
Segovia’s Alcazar castle.Segovia’s Roman aqueduct.Image of the Treaty (left) and a map showing how it carved up South America between the Portuguese and Spanish. It’s why Brazil is the only country in the region that speaks Portuguese.The building in which the treaty was signed, now a museum.Plaque showing the date of the treaty – 1494.What the treaty is.
Wrapping up our final night in Spain ( at least this first part of our Spanish visit ) was an unexpected bonus. We had a little time to kill after leaving Tordesillas so went back on the road heading towards Portugal. It was only after we identified a nice camp spot in the town of Zamora that we realized Zamora was worth a visit in itself. It’s considered to have the best Romanesque-era ruins in all of Spain, and while we wouldn’t have gone out of our way to visit just to see them, they afforded us an interesting morning of historical sightseeing on our final day here. Sometimes you just stumble upon gems like this !
A view across the Douro River to the Old Town of Zamora. The river flows on into Portugal and out to the Atlantic in Porto.Zamora’s famous Stone Bridge.A walk through the historic part of Zamora.View to the cathedral, Zamora, from across the Douro River.
Till next week…..
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While not among Spain‘s top-tier cities as a visitor destination, the coastal city of Valencia certainly warranted a stop-over given that our planned route towards Madrid took us right through the area.
The old part of the city is compact and easy to navigate. The days we spent sightseeing seemed to be particularly busy with good-sized crowds at most attractions, while still not being overly chaotic. The city has an interesting maritime history, and several excellent museums – we took in the contemporary Museum of Modern Art, and Museu de Bellas Artes. The latter was definitely the pick of the two and it contained many works of Spanish and other masters, considered one of the best of its kind in all of Spain. Thoroughly enjoyable !
Our first museum stop, Valencia’s Modern Art museum. Quite the eclectic offerings here, we preferred the Museu des Bellas Artes not far away. Museu Bellas Artes, Valencia. Impressive !One of its most well known works, St. John the Baptist, by El Greco.Diego Velazquez, self portrait.
Valencia contains the usual examples of typical Spanish historic buildings, but in addition has something that not every Spanish city contains – an active bull fighting ring, right in the heart of downtown. Sadly, we could not get inside the arena, it being locked when we were there. Too bad, because it’s something we’ve not seen anywhere else in the world and would have enjoyed the opportunity.
Plaza de Toros de Valencia.Perhaps next time we are in town !Valencia has some great downtown markets.Cathedral of Valencia.The fountains of Plaza del Ayuntamiento.Serranos towers, one of 12 gates which formed part of the ancient city wall, built in the 14th century.
Much of the rest of our time in Valencia was spent running around handling various administrative things that we have to deal with from time to time, a few appointments here and there, medical check ups, some shopping, and an ultimately successful search for some minor parts we may need for the vehicle in future. Valencia is just the kind of city that’s big enough to find/do all those things and yet small enough to navigate fairly easily. Would not fancy doing it in Madrid or Barcelona !
Known for its shopping, we took full advantage while in Valencia.Among the miscellaneous tasks that filled our time in Valencia, a thorough van clean. Sometimes having as much space as we do means we collect a lot of crap – time to shed some of it ! Here at the excellent Valencia Camper Park, one of the best campgrounds we’ve stayed at.Of course, this helped ! Complete with pool !Roaming around we find some great spots for lunch breaks or just a cup of tea. Here parked up beside a castle on the way to Madrid.
Next on our itinerary will be the nations capital, Madrid, but since there is much to see in that city of 3.5m, I’ll save that for now.
On arrival in Madrid we were fortunate to get into to the municipal camper park in Rivas, a small city on the edge of Madrid and an easy Metro ride into the centre. Over 30 spots are provided to self contained van visitors, free of charge. Fresh water and dumping facilities all included. It’s been amazing how many times we’ve been able to find these in Europe. Rare where we live !
Seldom does it happen that we almost simultaneously meet up with two sets of friends on the road but so it was this past week. First, the Hunter family ( whose path we knew we would inevitably cross), in Cala Llevado, and then this week, having driven south through Barcelona and onto the small seaside city of Sitges, where we connected with good friends, Andy and Kim. They were wrapping up their own European tour and chose Sitges for a few last days of relaxation by the sea – very nice to catch up with them, spend some time wandering the city and its famous sights, and also to enjoy some of Sitges’ notable culinary offerings.
In almost a week we did not go far !The road out of Cala Llevado was very windy; we followed this guy for quite a while, who, like us, was quite a long way from home ! Check the plate.Sitges old town main square.Sitges boardwalk at night.
Much smaller and less well known than its big brother, Barcelona( just 50 km away) but well-known to all the Spanish and recommended to us by many of them, Sitges was an excellent spot just to unwind in a low-key environment with friends. Sitges, described as “a coastal town, southwest of Barcelona, backed by the mountainous Parc Natural del Garraf. It is known for its Mediterranean beaches and seafront promenade lined with grand mansions. The compact old town and surrounding streets are filled with shops, restaurants, and many gay bars and nightclubs”. I’d say that, based on our time there, it’s a pretty apt description ! Indeed, lazy days by the pool, long beachside walks, and evenings spent wandering Sitges’ tourist-filled labyrinthine back streets filled all our days there.
Out with good friends, the Paterson’s with whom we linked up in Sitges.Very nice campground at Sitges, but…..….got sap on our van from the trees. A nuisance to remove !Sitges street scene, cool mural, artwork.Waterfront boardwalk, SitgesSitges’ iconic Church of St. Bartholomew and St. Thecla.
With much more of Spain’s Mediterranean coast still to explore we pointed our rig southwest and continued on – no real destination in mind, but rather to simply explore and settle for a few beachside days when we found somewhere appealing. Roaming around Spain so far we had been fortunate to come across a nice mix of good, safe freecamps, the occasional fully appointed conventional campground ( such as in Sitges and Cala Llevado), and more recently, what are known in Spain as “camper parks” ( there are thousands in France, called “Aires” ). The concept is explained here https://pro.campingcarpark.com/en/ . So it was that in searching through this site and our trusted park4night app that we came across an excellent camper park close to downtown Peniscola, just a few hours away from Sitges. In this case, it was the campsite that we were looking for, not so much the town itself, but upon arriving in Peniscola, we realized it is also a thriving beachside community with an impressive castle sitting on a high promontory overlooking the beach and the town itself.
The “aire” or “camping park” in Peniscola. Obviously NOT a full service campground, but flat, safe ( gated ), powered ( if needed ), with water loading and dumping facilities along with toilets and showers – just €12/night ( $13.50 US ). Just 10 mins walk to the beach. And, popular as you can see !
Probably a little more touristy than we generally like, but beggars can’t be choosers as they say, so we parked up here for a few nights, enjoyed the town, the beach ( the water still incredibly warm, even though we were well into the shoulder season ) and picked up some end of season bargains at the multitude of tourist stalls lining the steep walk to the castle.
Heading to the beach !View of Peniscola beach from the castle.Castle walls, Peniscola.Backstreet, Peñíscola.Castle walk, Peñíscola.
As relaxing, as it is to enjoy these places, and we have been enjoying them, there is some pretty impressive sightseeing on our route ahead and this good weather won’t hold up forever. From here the plan is to push on to Valencia, before heading inland towards Madrid, then across to northern Portugal, south along the Portuguese coast and ultimately back into southern Spain to explore the many attractions of Andalusia. Time to move on !
The PanAm completed in April, 2022 and with the truck camper sold, we shipped our new Sprinter van to Australia in late 2022. We travelled there through all of 2023 and into 2024 before shipping it up to North East Asia where we travelled for 4 months between Korea and Japan, before shipping it back to North America. It’s our plan to continue exploring the world in 2025.
