Bruxelles Soldeu

Today was my last full day in Andorra. There wasn't a huge amount to do. It wasn't snowing, but the wind was so fierce that it seemed like a sand storm made out of snow. I had a great time watching a group of cows grazing in snow up to their stomachs. Other than that I had a walk around town and spent about an hour at a ...

... transformed. Snow everywhere. I went for an early morning walk to take some pictures of the same places I did before to show the huge difference. It's been snowing all day and even now as I write this I'm starting at snowflakes the size of tissues hit the window. I wouldn't be surprised if it was up to my waist tomorrow.<br><br> There's not too much to do with it snowing like this (ironically enough the ski resorts don't even open till the end of ...

... village et quand on est arrivé, il avait le marché du matin. On a acheter du vin à environ 1 euro le litre (vin de pays) et du bon fromage bleu pour le déjeuner.<br><br>On avait pas le droit de prendre des photos dans la grotte pour pas faire de la pollution lumineuse (il y avait déja des ptites pousses de plante pres des lanternes...ils veulent pas en rajouté non plus). Aussi il faut pas déranger les chauve souris...pauve cocottes...<br>

... What it does mean, we're not quite sure of yet. Still dealing with the shock and going over a few different options. All while kicking myself for not realizing this sooner. Only one thing is for certain - I'm not going to let this spoil our trip, and we're going to have to get cycling! (o.k., two things). <br>

... the cured leg of pork. <br><br> In the barn was a meat bird who was lame and in pain and it was time to put it out of it&#8217;s misery (and vary our pork-rich diet). In an effort to understand what it means to eat meat (and perhaps cement her decision to eat vegetarian) she offered to kill the chicken! She managed to get through the killing not too badly, but plucking was a bit too much to bear. And then to eat it&#8230;well that&#8217;s ...

... by us on cast away sausage meat revealed how skilled he really was. Spare rib roasts, rolled belly, chump steaks, rack of ribs, pork chops, and hams were all neatly packaged and labeled. Bones went into the stock pile, fat went into the rendering pile, and other bits went into the sausage pile. <br><br>After all the good cuts were stored away in the freezer it came time to process the rest of it. Brian started up the meat ...

Time to attempt something I&#8217;ve always been itching to do: rock climbing. And not the kind done on indoor walls with padded flooring. Real out-in-the-open, unforgiving stone ROCK CLIMBING!<br><br>Out in the Pyrenees in the Ariege region with it&#8217;s beautiful slopes lie a multitude of rock faces covered in climbers pretending to be Spiderman. <br><br>Even though it&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve always wanted to try, there were a few ...

... called &#8216;Patou&#8217; are raised with a herd (Pyrenees mountain dogs). As a result they will guard and defend their animals from any predator they may face - including humans. If you happen to wander in range they will bark furiously and give you many warnings to get away. If you don&#8217;t heed the warnings - you&#8217;re at your own risk with a fierce dog that comes up to your ...

... we paused to look at some other markings that had been left: a series of lines and dots. Perhaps a primitive form of communication, these too have been found in many caves throughout the area. Unfortunately, they have yet to be deciphered, so as yet we do not know what they were saying with this writing and other images. <br><br>But also on the walls are some writings that are clearly distinguishable to the modern eye. A more recent addition ...

... people all over again, so that was fine for me. So that day I was able to figure out that I´d leave on Sunday then go take a two day journey to Andalucía and then finally up to Vigo to finish it out. That night, I was able to show Alberto some photos and he was able to show me what his last seven years have been like. On my final day in the Pyrenees, it was Lluis´ birthday. So it was a day for celebrations. Couldn´t be better to be in the mountains with old friends ...