More Cowbell! Hiking in Northern Spain

Our trip up north to go hiking in the mountains was definitely an adventure. We were on a bus for a long time, then another bus, and then a taxi (our driver was quite entertaining and serenaded us with Juanes songs). Anyway, we finally got there in the middle of the night, slept, and went hiking the next day.

It rained at first, but then it cleared up and we were all amazed by the mountains surrounding us. We were basically in the middle of nowhere, no civilization around at all. It was very cool. We hiked for a while, eventually leaving the path and climbing up a rather steep mountainside. I don't know how far we went in total, but it was far.

It rained again on the way back and our shoes got soaked, but then we curled up in our rooms and watched Harry Potter in Spanish. The next day we came back by bus, felt ill with the ridiculous amount of curves in the mountain road, and went to Noche en Blanco that night. Noche en Blanco is a huge festival in Madrid where all the streets are closed, everything (museums, etc.) is open and free, and tons of people are walking around all night. We only stayed until 11:15, us party poopers, because we were exhausted and sore from the hiking.

The reason this post is called "More Cowbell" is because the only sound on the mountains was the occasional clang of a cowbell. There were lots of cows, and whenever we walked past they all stared us down.

So I had to include a picture of them, with the snowy mountain in the background.

That little figure standing on the rock is me.

This picture looks oddly fake, but I guarantee you I really was standing there in front of those mountains.

Next weekend: Valencia! Hopefully with more beaches and less rain!