As we were leaving Huesca, we were a little sad. We loved it, perhaps more than anyone else does, and we were wondering why we were leaving. We got over it.

We are staying in the village of Oto, in the building with the wider tower, on the left in the picture above. The view from our balcony is stunning, and we can hear the bells of the cows and donkeys in the morning





We walked in the valley below Oto and had lovely views of our house. We are not staying in the tower itself, but part of the building. We’ll share interior picures later.




Just below us, there is an old, protected forest, La Mosquera de Oto, with moss-covered boxwoods and Portuguese oaks, which feels like a fairy forest.


There are no services in Oto, but the town of Broto is a quick drive or 15 minute walk away, and there are plenty of restaurants and shops. It is a lively little town, definitely geared towards local tourism. This is a shoulder season, and the activity increases on the weekends. There is a pretty waterfall, Cascada del Sorrosal, at the edge of town.




Torla is another nearby town, a 12 minute drive, and is the gateway to El Parque Nacional de Ordesa y Monte Perdido (more on that in the next post!). We are again confused how towns end up on the list of prettiest. These are all very charming.




During our week in Oto, Russell has had to put aside his book writing to concentrate on other work, including two interviews and a presentation that he is planning for his upcoming visits to Edinburgh and The Hague. The rhythms of our day are pretty much as we planned, with quiet work and reading mornings, in the beautiful living area with big picture windows (and terrace) looking out over the valleys, and more active afternoons. We’ve had three lovely dinners in Broto and cooked enough pasta and sauce one night to serve for dinner and three yummy lunches. The weather has been spectacular, with pleasantly chilly mornings and gloriously sunny afternoons. Russell’s ears are doing a little better and are certainly no barrier to anything we’re doing.
We can’t get enough of the view from the terrace, here with the morning moon. We are so lucky to be here!
