Andorra is a small (really small) principality between France and Spain. They bill Andorra as a shopping mecca. It´s duty free and, by a cursory look, about half the stores are perfume shops and the other half are electronic shops. Barb´s looking for perfume and Dad´s looking for a convertor (we blew through two yesterday charging the computer) so I guess we´re in the right place. I was looking for a cyber cafe (viola – I found one) and next I´ll be hunting for some ice cream.
Yesterday we went to Carcassonne, a walled town to the north of Camurac, where we are staying. Camurac is small (small as is the population is 800). There is a school, a store (open from 830 to noon), and a post. I´ve seen more dogs than people, so far. The French are crazy for their dogs. They run loose in town. Our hosts (owners of the apartment) are nice. They, Jane and Graham, are English.Camurac is sin the valley between mountains and there are at least seven hairpin turns from Ax les Thermes, the town on the other side of the mountain. If I didn´t know that I was a flat lander before this trip, the nausea from the mountain ride this morning convinced me.
Carcassonne! A lovely walled city, in fact, double walled. The town has of course grown outside the walls and inside has become a tourist attraction. There are shops and restaurants inside the walls and the castle is mostly intact. We tromped around inside the castle. In each room there are signs in French, English and German, so it was nice to read about the function of all the rooms, although, they all look alike. There was a huge emphasis on getting power, keeping power, and gaining more power through out the castle´s history. So, much of their time was spent on keeping the castle, and the dude in power, safe.
The weather is perfect, the food is good and the keyboard is murder.