## The road has been a teacher
The motorhome rolled into Caldas da Rainha just before the rain came. Three years and twenty-three borders later, this is the only word that fits: **gratitude**.
We set out in 2024 thinking we would see Europe. Europe, it turns out, has been seeing us — every kilometre asking the same quiet question: *what do you keep when you can keep almost nothing?*
> The answer, every morning, is the same. We keep the verse. We keep each other. We keep moving.
From Lisbon to Oslo, from Venice to Oxford, the road has been a long, slow teacher. The grammar is simple. The vocabulary is patience.