Hotel Ski Plaza Canillo

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 ...

... top of the first mountain, he took a little nap while the bus waited for whoever might want to get on before the departure time. As we praddled along towards Canillo I mused about our heroic bus driver, and what he might be like. I supposed his salsa music puts him in the zone in the same was as listening to “Highway to the Danger Zone” made the guys from Top Gun fly well. Maybe when he got done with his route there were women in bikinis with ...

... 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>

... food pellets. It took quite a bit of time before one was daring enough to enter into the trailer, but eventually hunger took over and one did and then a second and the door goes shut - usually. First attempt raised an alarm and the porkers backed out and Justin couldn&#8217;t get the door closed. But with a little more food and the familiarity already there it didn&#8217;t take long before they were back in again. <br><br>Romeo and Juliet<br ...

A gory day full of raw meat, but surprisingly it didn&#8217;t bother me. Some issues that have arisen when discussing the idea of setting up our own small holding with the attempt to be as self-sufficient as possible was whether or not we could deal with it. So far it doesn&#8217;t seem to be a problem. <br><br>We&#8217;ve stayed a few extra days at this farm with the anticipation of butchering day. Took 2 pigs to the abattoir ...

... the time to see the final goal. Then the sweet feeling of triumph when you&#8217;re actually there!<br><br>Now it&#8217;s time to relax, but one of the most difficult parts is still to come: the descent. This is a relaxing &#8216;walk&#8217; down the rock face while to seat yourself into the harness low enough that your legs are at 90 degree angles to the rock. Your weight born by the belayer below you slowly step your way down more keeping ...

... and roads scattered everywhere - if you can find them. Driving is a very different than walking. In great contrast to the towns below, the wind howled and ice formed on the road. On foot the walk was extremely harsh and I could see why there were shephards and hikers huts dotted all around for shelter. You can see why farmers train their animals instead of caring for them themselves ...

... with cathedral ceilings, arched entryways, dangling chandeliers, and stone sculptures filling in the corners. Walking through this grandeur with tips of toes and hushed whispers watching as the scenery continually changes. One moment there&#8217;s a wide expanse to the right, then it opens all around, then it&#8216;s a tight passageway with new sights only coming into view just as you arrive there. Catching glimpses from different flashlights ...

Andorra to Perpignan So Luis takes myself and Florin up to his apartment and he introduces us to his 2 lovely daughters and his friend and her daughter also. Before long we get a message from the two girls saying they are in town but cannot find the apartment so we agree to go and find them. The four of us spend the evening playing cards until quite late before retiring to bed. Luckily for us Luis daughters have given up their room - willingly or not I do ...