Andorra

Our third Country in three days.
We start our descent into the Pyranees withsome extremely windy roads and steep gradients and a few really remote, yet picturesque villages high up in the ranges. We also meet the odd cow on the road complete with bell and hit our highest point on the road at 1800 metres, before a gradual descent into Andorres. We head across the border and once again find no value in our passports as we are not checked at all. The first thing we notice is the price of diesel, then the shops, Andorres is a duty free country. We manage to find a campsite really easily, despite the strange guy in the information kiosk. He is devoid of any leafltets on hotels, bar one, that he doesn't let us take away, but we have to stand and view it, so long as we hand it back; viewing the leaflet is be better than a glimpse of his hairy bum-crack, which sadly he gave out free whilst bending over to confirm he was all out of accomodation leaflets.
Whilst having a look round Andorres, after setting up camp, we notice what apppears to be the setting up of fireworks. Approaching a policewoman, David has a 3 language conversation and it is confirmed that a festival display is happening at 11pm. We meander arond the city and (luckily) stumble upon a bar with a roof terrace and see a spectacular display - our 2nd in 2 weeks.
We also managed to take a gondola whilst in Andorres to the top of a mountain, and reached about 2200 metres, before being entertained by another stray animal on the road, this time a horse creating huge traffic tailbacks as we depart Andorres through a 3km tunnel rather than a 12 km treacherous route through the mountains, as we experienced on the way in.