From the point that I took off from Porto it didn’t take long before I passed the border to Spain. I was met by a verdant Galicia with winding roads through narrow mountain passes, deep valleys and dense forests. Mountain peaks stretching up into the sky was encircled by fog. The atmosphere was simply magic.
When I was entering the highway to Santander there were about 20 policemen, (Guardia Civil) equipped with machine guns and holding a spike strip. I’m glad it wasn’t me they were looking for …
The car drive was long but fuss-free and I had a good time listening to the radio that played some Spanish music as well as good old English classics.
Now when I’ve arrived to the Surf camp here in Santander, hasta luego amigos!