Aaaaaandorra

Andorra has bugs

Whenever I go to Andorra, I inevitably think about Max Frisch's play of the same name. In one scene, the protagonist visits a doctor, who, to make sure his patient would open up his mouth well wide, makes him say: 

Patient: Aaaaaaandorra. 

Doctor: And again! 

Patient Aaaaaandorra. 

Doctor: Louder!

Patient AAAAAAndorra!

Doctor: Hold the A a little longer and say it as loud as you can!

Patient AAAAAAAAAAAAANDORRAAA!!
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Riera de Mata-rodona

Frida, a dog

Long time no see, I've been working long hours lately and even had to work some Saturdays. As a result, there was little time for hikes and whenever there was some precious spare time, I was too exhausted or simply too lazy to motivate myself for anything physically demanding. The infernal heat doesn't help neither ..... truly some lame excuses, I'm the first to admit.

But, about a week ago, I actually had a whole day off. Since Elisabet and me were unwilling to let pass by such an uncommon opportunity, we prepared some sandwiches and together with Frida (the dog) set off to Mata-rodona.
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