We sailed into the Basque Country with rogue waves, mystery salads, and designer bath-towel shirts. A weird urinal topped it off—and that’s before sunset cocktails on a helideck.
From Michelin-starred bites to busted dessert habits, our Bilbao day had everything—sunshine, scotch, salt rooms and a solid nap mid-massage.
We honoured Mum, the PanKind walk, and the joy of being alive – with meaningful steps, surprise tapas, and a dinner that danced across Asia.
A Coruña greeted us with ancient lighthouses, Atlantic winds, and ceiling-slung jamón. But it was an unexpected chopper ride that stole the spotlight—soaring over Spain’s rugged coast at 180 km/h.
From navigating grass fires and confused GPS systems to a four-minute meal at 30,000 feet, this travel day packed in more drama than it had any right to. Bonus points for an airport robot and a buttery tart before our rollercoaster descent into Lisbon.
A quirky breakfast menu, an epic bell tower climb, and a mission for molasses-covered eggplant defined our day in Cádiz. From crypts to croquettes, it was a feast for the senses—and our step count.
A quiet breakfast, a helmet-required hike and one very tight car park later, we said goodbye to Ronda. Cue a chaotic road trip filled with wrong turns, croquette overload, and a warm Cádiz welcome.
From a chaotic car rental and the narrowest streets in Spain to a surprise religious procession and a golden-hour view over Ronda’s gorge, this day had it all. Even Achilles the dog got in on the action—with enthusiasm.
Our first full day in Malaga delivered sun, sightseeing and surprise butter bites. From castle-top views to market strolls and a close-up look at the Scenic Eclipse, it was a perfect mix of exploring and relaxing.
From champagne at 8am to chaos at Heathrow, our journey to Malaga was anything but dull. Dodging security confusion, rowdy golfers, and even a bit of airport smoke, we finally made it to our portside hotel—with charcuterie and yachts to welcome us.