Andorra!

What a day.

Josep, Joan, and I set out for Andorra this morning. All I can say is that, had we stopped to take picture of every picturesque town perched on a hillside or tucked into a valley, we'd still be on the road... and a treacherous road at that. We'd be winding down a a mountainside and then find ourselves winding up the same mountain. At some point, the town we were looking for was posted at 30km away. I think it was really 4 km, but 30 of actual road distance.

Finally, though, we made it into Andorra. My only disappointment is not having been stopped to get my passport stamped. Everything else is as I imagined. The capital, Andorra La Vella, is seriously tucked in a tight valley.. and these are BigBoy mountains. Professional mountains. Don't try this at home mountains.

After checking into our hotel, we went to Caldrea, a thermal spa. Think "indoor pool in steroids." Huge pool, hot tubs, steam rooms, saunas, a "light of the woods" relaxation room... you name it.

After that, we did a change, then off to a great dinner, followed by a stroll to a bar. Josep wanted to celebrate our penultimate night with a few drinks. I guess that's allowed now that he's of legal age and is under no threat of being sent home by AFS. For the record... kicked his butt in darts. And he calls himself a party animal. (Okay, Joan won, but he was sober. Serious advantage.)