On April 1st, we found a beautiful spot to park in Castelflorite, Aragon. It’s a village of just under 120 people that thrives on livestock farming and agriculture. And that’s exactly what the surroundings look like. If you’re looking for peace and quiet, this is the perfect place. Fields as far as the eye can see and a stunning panoramic view. We were all alone. There were picnic benches and even barbecue facilities. We decided to stay for two nights. There isn’t much to see and there aren’t many attractions, but the people in the village are very friendly. There are lots of sheep, goats, dogs, and cats, birds, chickens, bats, and plenty of nature. And from the Mirador del Castillo, we had a fantastic view. We could even see the Pyrenees with their still-white peaks.
For us, it was a great start to the new month.
Even though it was quite windy and cold at the Mirador that evening, we just had to go back there to watch the beautiful sunset and moonrise.
On Good Friday and Saturday, we stayed near Binaced, still in the Aragon region, at a beautiful, spacious campsite surrounded by greenery. There were picnic benches, a barbecue area, and a playground, which also drew in the locals. It was a respectful, cozy, and peaceful gathering.
Law enforcement officers drove by regularly to check that everything was in order. The well-being of RV travelers is a top priority here. And although there is space for 30 RVs here, there were never more than 6 of us overnight.
We’ve arrived in Catalonia, our final region in Spain. On Easter Sunday, we found a parking spot on the outskirts of Cervera. We had some time to spare, so we took a look around town. The highlight for all MotoGP fans is that it’s the birthplace of Marc and Alex Marquez. There’s a fan club and a Marquez Museum. We didn’t go to the museum, and otherwise the town wasn’t anything special to us. Still, it was interesting to see where the two of them grew up; apparently, they still come here regularly to visit family and fans.
In Sant Celoni, we found a spot where we could finally do our laundry.
We’ve stayed twice before at the large gravel parking lot on the outskirts of Girona. We always found it convenient for quick errands and shopping. However, this time we just wanted to spend the night, and based on recent reviews on the park4night app, we’d read that there had been attempted break-ins there almost every day for weeks, so we decided on a different parking spot nearby. This one was much cozier, located just outside the city with plenty of greenery.
In the fall of 2023, we had met a couple from Austria at a parking lot. Since then, we’ve stayed in touch via WhatsApp and email.
Now the two of them are on vacation, and our paths practically crossed. We arranged to meet at this parking lot in Sant Gregori and spent a lovely evening together.
We’re glad to have met you and really enjoyed seeing you again after nearly 2.5 years. We wish you safe travels always, enjoy life, and maybe we’ll see each other again someday.
Although we’ve driven through France a few times now—it’s a country with beautiful scenery and we’ve actually met some friendly people there—we still haven’t warmed up to France. That’s why we drove through France in what were, by our standards, long daily stretches with just three stops.
We were feeling a bit under the weather and were glad to arrive at the campsite in the evening. We had dinner and then fell into bed. At our last campsite in Hirtzbach, we still had some time and energy left for a little sightseeing. In the morning, I picked up two delicious Nutella croissants at the bakery at the entrance to the campsite.
The next morning, we continued our journey to Germany. It was a Sunday, and we planned to stop by our upholsterer’s shop on Monday. Before we set off for Portugal again in the fall, we’d had new padding and covers made for the seating in the RV. Unfortunately, after less than three weeks on the road, the non-slip backing on the underside had already started to come apart. After consulting with our upholsterer, we made an appointment for when we’d be back in Germany so this could be fixed. After all, it wasn’t supposed to be like that. Since his shop is on the way to Iris’s parents’ house—where we’re staying once again—we wanted to take care of it right away on our way “home.” So we needed one more stop in Germany.
We hadn’t actually planned on driving that far, but since we arrived at our chosen campsite around 1:30 p.m., it had rained, and the temperature was only around 5 degrees, so we would have just sat in the RV for the rest of the day. We decided to drive on to visit Alex’s mom, which was only a slight detour. In the evening, we looked for a place to sleep nearby, because just parking our WENNE at her place is an adventure in itself due to the lack of space.
We were able to drop off our upholstery at the upholstery shop the very next day. We’re in no rush and won’t need the upholstery back until the end of June at the latest, since we won’t be back on the road with our WENNE until the end of June, beginning of July, or later anyway.
We arrived at Iris’s parents’ house that morning and spent the whole day unpacking the WENNE, doing laundry, and sipping coffee in between, until our son and his girlfriend stopped by in the evening to say hello.
Since we’re not really looking for adventure here at home—we’re focusing more on our family and friends—there isn’t much to report, unfortunately.
But we’d love to take you along on a walk or two:
We head up to the Irpfel Cave. It is a karst cave in the Swabian Alb region of Baden-Württemberg, located on the left side of the Brenz Valley, and was discovered in 1892 by head forester Sihler. It is 54 meters long and extends into the southern slope of the Irpfelberg, which is composed of white Jurassic rock.
Archaeological excavations have uncovered findings suggesting that the cave was likely a hyena den.
Its defining feature is the freestanding rock arch at the entrance, the last remnant of a cave chamber that has long since fallen victim to slope erosion.
Today, the Irpfel Cave is a natural monument and a protected geotope.
The Brenz River originates in the Brenztopf in Königsbronn (Baden-Württemberg) and flows mainly southeastward through the Swabian Alb. Shortly after crossing the state border into Bavaria, it flows into the Danube near Lauingen (Dillingen an der Donau district) after a course of just under 52 km.
Here are a few more photos from our outings in the surrounding area:
We’ve safely stored our WENNE in a barn for just under two months. Our preparations for our next adventure without the RV are almost complete, and we’re getting more and more excited.
In 17 days, we’ll be fulfilling a long-awaited dream and flying to Namibia for a few weeks.
We’ll be joining a self-drive safari in a support vehicle, arriving a few days early and staying at a lodge for a few days afterward to process all the experiences from the safari, before returning to Germany with a heavy heart.
But that also means the next blog post won’t be up until July 1, 2026.
You can look forward to great posts, amazing photos, and videos from Namibia, our safari, and our stay at the lodge.
Until then, we hope you have a wonderful time, take care of yourselves, and enjoy life!
Yours, Iris and Alex