Hotel Christina Pas de la Casa

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 ...

<br> After a long night on a surprisingly jam packed night train, I arrived at a train station about 1km from the Andorra border. I was slightly worried about my transportation from the train station at l'Hospitalet to my destination 26km into Andorra. The cryptic information information I was able to find on the web about buses told me that there were 2 per day, one leaving at 7:30am and the other 7:30pm. This was a bit disconcerting as my train arrived ...

... 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>

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 ...

... names accompanied by dates. Locals exploring the area long ago and the first few archaeologists to grace the entrance marked their territory with the addition of a slightly more distinguished &#8216;so-in-so was here&#8217;. Dates of 1655 and 1848, with the earliest being 1602. Of course no one is allowed to do this anymore since the cave has been open to the public, but I think that my name and date would be very interesting in 300 years time!<br> <br>

... up at the Col as it stares Eastward into the next range as well as Westward. Clouds rose up from last night&#8217;s rain which blinded the eyes as the sun illuminates them from above. <br><br> Of course, the very first thing to do here is climb higher! Summiting the nearest peak, I could see through the East ranges, back towards the West, and a bit of the South as well. All around was the music of cowbells ringing above ...

... for a swim in the captains, then kissed louise and went back to a party in keanos, which was shags back in his house, then went up to nic burtons gaff, sat around with aoife and gav till seven, then realise 'd been up for 28 hours straight, so went to bed. got home today, and here i am.writing my ass off! till next time!! LETS GET ABSOLUTLY LEATHERED!!!

... would I do that?" <br><br>"And you kept picking me up in the air and spinning around with me." "Why would I do that?" <br><br>"Because we were happy!" said blond-faced Klara. <br><br>Either that or too drunk. That pirate´s pastis makes you forget stuff. <br><br>"Arrgh, matie!! The night was as foggy as the Mediterranean mist when we make the landlubbers walk the plank! Arrgh, drown´em in pastis ..." <br><br><br>Modern Oddyseus. <br><br>P.S. Next time, Arnaud´s going down.

... so familiarly and humanly that it seems to be pulling you up. At my blunt mountain´s top, a slim ridge ventured off towards another perpendicular ridge which I wanted to see over. Trailing this ridge, I stepped on disheveled rocks visible thanks to the snow-carrying wind. To the right, a snowy slope slanted steeply towards the apartment buildings of Pas de la Casa far below. To the left, my ridge dropped immediately as a cliff. If I would ...