Day 13

Due to yesterday's escapade, I was unfortunately not prepared for the predominantly off-road routes today and felt scared at every small stone, fearing the next breakdown. Only the summit between Spain and Andorra, with the many horses and the unexpected encounter with Sissley (an acquaintance of a family friend), brightened the day. Even Andorra, contrary to my hopes, was not really a nice change, but we wanted to leave the capital as quickly as possible. Tired and exhausted, we reached our sleeping place away from the hustle and bustle.