Day Nine - Salardu

Salardu, Val d'Aran. Our bodies struggled to adjust to Spanish time in this pretty, traditional little town. In the mountain hutsof this region Breakfast is eaten at 7, dinner is eaten at 7 and lights out is by 10. In Salardu we caused a bit of confusion trying to order food - or in fact anything, at 8pm. At 8.30 a restaurant agreed to let us in. By 10pm it was heaving, filled with families with small children, at 11pm a band started playing in the village square. It was a superb meal, and a fascinating old building, but I have to say the exploits of the previous week were catching up - and I expect we were in bed before most of the villages children that night!