In Barcelona we stayed in the (touristic) heart of the city, Las Ramblas. At the hostel we were met by Melanie, which had flown in for the weekend! :D
The next three days we spent drinking wine and eating tapas. I don't remember how many pinxtos we ate, but too many! Of course we visited the obvious places and walked around the gothic quarter.
To relax from the hard life the three of us drove south to the Platja de Gavà. A lovely beach with a little shack and bar. Here we got joined by some more friends on the way to Portugal, right off the ferry from Genoa with their hippie buses ;). A nice little reunion!
Then it was Monday and time to say goodbye. Melanie flew home and we drove on to Andorra. Some unpleasant motorway later we were on a winding street up to Andorra, country number six!
We got warned that it isn't worth a visit. What an underestimation... Gas stations, car and motorbike stores and way to many hotels literally filled the entire valley! We slept in an expensive hotel, filled our tanks with cheap gasoline and drove on. The mountain pass over to France was nice. But even on top of it at 2400 metres above sea where three! gas stations, wtf?!?
