As we pointed Basil’s nose northwards towards the high Pyrenees and France it definitely felt as if we were heading home and bringing this trip to a close. In reality we have been angling our way towards Blighty for a…
Spain’s been saving its best until last
When we arrived at Camping Pena Montanesa I asked the person checking me in whether there were any nice walks from the campsite. He told me about 3 or 4 including one to a place called Ainsa. As we were…
Into the Pyrenees
Today started with Sarah, the dogs and I making the 15 minute walk into the centre of Huesca. It turned out to be a bit of a waste of time, in truth. The Rough Guide made the old town sound…
The Lonely Only Stork
The dogs had Sarah up bright and early, as usual, and as I was still slumbering Sarah took the dogs for a walk into Albalate del Arzobispo, which turned out to have a lovely Mudejar* style church and a castle.…