We have reached the hub of our trip, a bit past halfway through. To end our Pyrenees travels, we booked a couple of nights at a fancy hotel in Canfranc Estación, near the French border. It was just a couple of hours from our beloved Broto. We got an early start out, stopping at a…

We took some time to appreciate our town of Oto and neighboring Broto. We are totally charmed by this area that we really had been only vaguely aware of, if that, a few months ago. We took a different path from Oto to Broto and discovered some new views. Favorite activity. At some point on…

We took a day to recover from our big hike in the shadow of Monte Perdido, and then set out for a shorter trek a bit further north. This hike started from Bujaruelo, a parking and camping area at the edge of the national park. To get there, we had to drive about half an…

One of the reasons we ended up in the Spanish Pyrenees is that when we were looking for places to land, we saw pictures of the national park here. On Wednesday morning, Russell took a day off from working and we made our way there. After a 15 minute drive to a parking lot in…

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…

On Sunday, after the sun rose on our balcony (sunrise is after 8am), we left the city of Huesca to drive north to the Spanish Pyrenees. Where we’re headed is still in the province of Huesca, which goes all the way to the French border and is part of the Autonomous Community of Aragon. We…

On our last full day in Huesca, we finally went into the cathedral located steps from our apartment. The cathedral and its museum feature cathedral stuff, including some big books. We ascended the 600 steps to the top of the bell tower. We spotted our beloved apartment balcony (see Emily’s finger). We headed next toward…

In Huesca, there was a gluten free bakery on the plaza where we parked our car. We shared a tear for our friend, Debra, who is never far from our thoughts. Luna has been helping the cuties transition to their new home.

We had a cozy and quiet Yom Kippur, Zooming into the morning services at Emanu-El, which ended around 8pm here, and then breaking the fast in what might be described as a Sephardic way. Emily documented sunset over the cathedral from our beloved rooftop patio in Huesca. We spent a Friday afternoon exploring the castle…

A forty-five minute drive to the east from Huesca brought us to the medieval town of Alquézar through which the Rio Vero runs in a deep canyon above the hilltop village. It is often on the list of prettiest towns in Spain, whoever makes those lists. We lack contravening evidence. We stopped for lunch to…