The cars are already in Bilbao. And we follow them: our plane awaits.
Le grand départ: the first regularity stage starts here. We dive into green Basque country and drive towards Asturias, where Oviedo embraces us, with its magnificent cathedral, its squares, its terraces...
From here all roads lead to Santiago de Compostela, place of pilgrimage par excellence. Miracles can happen overnight here. This is Galicia, unique and authentic. Spain's green lung, nature that silences you. A region with balls. And character.
Frontiers are here to be pushed back. Or crossed. We cruise through the Douro valley, pearl of Portugal. Along the quintas that grow the grapes for the world-famous port wine. And we see the sun set in the city that gave its name to this divine nectar.
There is saudade between Porto and Lisbon. Fado sounds are coming from every window. The capital oozes romance like no other. Legend has it that the city was founded by Odysseus, it was the cradle of Pessoa, of Barroso, of Rui Costa and Luis Figo. Ah Lisbon... it is the city you lose your heart to, the city where you sell your soul for 10 escudos and where at night you thank heaven for the day you spent. Obrigado.
This is where the second stage of LGT ends. But not before we greet Lisbon and its surroundings one more time. Estoril, Cascais, the river Tago, the Atlantic Ocean... You never want to leave this place. Still, in the evening we start driving in the direction of Wevelgem. But we will be back. In 2019.