Residence Le Clos des Fontaneilles
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- Shuttle bus service
- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... Col de Port (1249m) – although fairly long, it never gets really steep. The descent is steeper in places, and took us almost all the way to Tarascon-sur-Ariège, famous for its prehistoric cave paintings. Here we joined the wide main road and enjoyed a flat ride to Ax-les- Thermes, another spa town, where we spend the night. 117km (73 ...
Because I am behind with this blog already the past few days are a big blur of pedalling, wind burn, sun burn, much laughter and one accident, fortunately not too bad.
Last night at dinner Jonathan from Essex was teasing Aussie Richie that he had mistakenly booked his first trip to the UK to Stratford, East End rather than Stratford-upon-Avon. Instead of tea and scones in a dainty cafe, Richie would need ...
... head over into France. The sun is out again and the final pass out of Andorra is a huge sweeping road with wide perfect hairpins up to 2,400 metres. We stop for coffee and paninis at the French border. Customs are stopping cars and buses for contraband searches but bikes filter through without hindrance. And so we ride down off the high peaks into La Belle France.
... the man says, even when it meant we had to lean forwards and run. in Andorra all is good at the red man, oh but the green, gangnam, man deserves the respect. You know you want to cross a road like this. Actually maybe it's rodeo style lol.
It's a pretty place Andorra, worth popping in if you are in the neighbourhood.
Still can't get Sally to plan a route, so think I'll head for Zaragoza.
Thats south west right?
Best get the map out, ...
... and drummer, a fool and some falconers, with owls, vultures, and eagles soaring upon the updrafts from the sides of the mountain.
We caught one of the last minibuses down and realised everyone was hungry. They wouldn't last to the end of the return journey, so we stopped at the Creperie Donjon and had (possibly) chicken kebabs and a glass of wine, followed by crepes. The elves in the toilet winked at you.