We'll let Barcelona unspool itself - Sagrada Familia, Park Guell, the Gothic Quarter - from the open top of a hop-on bus, the city sliding past in a single golden afternoon.

We'll spend a slow afternoon in a Madrid kitchen with a local chef - chopping, stirring, sipping - then sit down at a long table and eat what we made.

We'll trade the city for the mountains above Frigiliana, walking the White Village's stone paths with a local guide before settling in at a bodega for tapas and Andalusian wine.

We'll set out from Sitges Port at golden hour, glass of cava in hand, and watch the Mediterranean turn pink - just the two of us and the captain on a private sailboat.

We'll trade walking shoes for a sangria glass and watch Seville slide past from the river - Torre del Oro on one side, Triana on the other, the city softening into evening.

We'll ride through Seville's wide plazas, along the river path, and down tiled back-alleys - covering more of the city in an evening than our feet ever could.