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- Continental Breakfast
- Breakfast Available
- Non-smoking hotel
- High-speed internet in room
- Non-smoking rooms
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Travel Blogs from Sant Julia de Loria
... well have been, but to me and millions of others all around the world, he was a genius.
The draw of the Pyrenees has always been pulling me, and as it’s now starting to get stifling hot and busy on the coast it seemed like a good time to get in and have a look. I also wanted to check Andorra off the 'been there’ list so, happy that the clutch was ok, I trundled Northwestwards again and uphill. I’d read in the good old rough guide about ...
... it quite achievable. We then carried on, but having been told by the woman at our last hotel that restaurants etc would not be open on a Monday, we stopped at a grocery store at 1215, and ate our lunch in the parking lot. We had not gone more than 2 Kms after that when we found lots of places where we could have sat like civilized people. Our route then joined the day's route for the last 30-40kms. As ...
... col of the day, Port de Lers. We stopped to reload at a small cafe/bar located at the low point between these two cols at the junction of D8 ad D18--no idea how this place is even here, let alone open although we did see a tour bus--before we hit a wrinkle.
There was a sign announcing a road closure at or just past the top of Port de Lers. This was only moderately disconserting, though. We've see road closures before and more ...
... and becomes only marginally easier towards the top, and all the while you have plenty of time look at the mountainous walls surrounding you and wonder just where in the heck the col could be. Of course it eventually appeared (after the road swung way over to what seemed like the other side of the valley), and for the first time this trip there were no others at the top when I arrived.
... replaced relief at finally being able to go downhill. Worse yet, upon finally reaching the bottom unscathed I reached to consult my map and discovered it was no longer in my jersey pocket but presumably adorning the roadway somewhere above me. So I turned around and started climbing through the gravel in the heat to look for it. After climbing for 7 km or so and not seeing it (but ...