Ibon Azul Hotel
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Travel Blogs from Sallent de Gallego - Formigal
... and somehow walks away changed for the better forever. And in Lourdes, people come seeking those miracles because an uneducated, poor girl named Marie-Bernadette Soubiron from an obscure town in an unimportant region of France had 18 visions that she believed in completely, and which an entire nation came to believe in, and which a lot of the world continues to believe in. And they do what she said they should do, and some of them believe they receive miraculous ...
... the quite village areas and the ski fields. A beautiful Saturday and chance to reflect. Chaos as usual in the city!
Dinner in, after a stroll in town. Its shopping bonanza fortnight. The place is packed. I liked the €2200 watch but other than that not too much appealed.
While Penny is packing in the morning I am dispatched to the shops for two items; fresh rolls for lunch and some 'feminine supplies'. Boulangerie is ...
The grotto was beautiful. The rock walls were freezing to the touch. But there was a sense of tranquility as we sat and prayed. Cherry and I walked the mountain to see the Stations of the Cross and drank the Holy Water from the Grotto. There were lots of people waiting to go into the baths but you weren't allowed to watch. We purchased little bottles to take some Holy Water home but you could buy 5 ...
Caught the train to Lourdes. It is six hours from Paris but we had been looking forward to seeing the grotto where Bernadette saw the Virgin Mary. The basilica is magnificent. Lourdes is picture postcard. It is tranquil and the river runs through the town. There is a fort high up on ...
... cut off but we had been finishing well within the time each day.
For each of the Haute Route events, the ‘Lanterne Rouge’ was a rider from the UK called Fergus who was multi lingual and seemed to convey his sense of humour in any language that he was using. He would often hurry ahead at the start and then tarry at a cafe waiting for the slower riders to pass. I chastised him on one event that he had the time to stop for coffee and we had to ...