What a long trip…
Starting in Turquel, we went south to Seville, and from them followed all the Mediterranean coast until the north of Italy.
All the most touristy beaches in Andalucia were seen, but also more remote and discreet ones, like Carboneras, Mojacar, Garrucha, before arriving to Barcelona to sleep, after a bad night in Motril.
In the south of France, after a night in Salon de Provence and the interesting visit of Les Baux, a terrible fire didn’t allow us much time to stop, and St. Tropez, Nice, Cannes, Monaco and Genoa were seen in a hurry.
It was fun to cross the snow of St. Gothard still with swimsuit, before proceeding to Germany, with a brief stop by Lugano lake.
In 1989 Berlin wall felt and we decided to visit Berlin in the following summer.
Paris was in the way, for the first time for the kids, and in the way back I decided to had a few more places to the visited France – Strasbourg, Chamonix, Megève, Annecy, Lyon, Pont du Gard, and Avignon didn’t leave time to the desired stop in Nimes, before visiting Carcassonne in the way to Andorra.
That way back included a night in Switzerland. After a curious stop in Lausanne, discovering that all the people in the park where we stopped to rest were… Portuguese, we didn’t have much time to Geneve.