Sangria soaked street parties with stampeding bulls…

Back in the 15th century, bull fighting was already a well established tradition and one of the key events during the San Fermin festival of Pamplona. Matadors were almost like the superheroes of their days. Every young local boy wanted to be one – but they were unable to face the bulls officially until they … Continue reading

Beach time and experimental tapas in San Sebastian

To be honest…planning wise – it would have been easier to leave San Sebastian off the list. Logistically, spending a bit more time in Portugal and then just heading to Pamplona straight from Madrid would have made much more sense right? Right? It seems common sense was fighting a losing battle…but how could I expect … Continue reading

Euro championship madness in Madrid

I’d heard a few mixed things about Madrid. Some had loved it, some had hated it – some had said that didn’t really think it was worth a visit. After foolishly listening to some bad reports of Lisbon I didn’t want to take the risk of relying on someone else’s opinion again – I wanted … Continue reading

3 days in scorching hot Sevilla…

Our week in Morocco had sadly come to an end so it was time to switch from the land of tajine to the land of tapas – first stop, Sevilla. As our plane began it’s descent into the city I noticed hundreds of bright blue coloured swimming pools dotted in almost every backyard we passed … Continue reading