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Castellfollit of the Rock

After spending the morning in Besalú , we drove to the nearby town of Castellfollit of the Rock, where we had been recommended to eat at a restaurant very "peasant." As always, we made a reservation before, since the technique marplatense to appear in the restaurant and queue does not work too well in Catalonia (until most unexpected place can be filled by the hour). After eating some very tasty dishes of Catalan food, walk a while by the people.

Many houses seemed abandoned:


The village has only one pair streets that cross it lengthwise. It is really very narrow (and very small, with 1000 people, with the lower surface of the whole province of Girona, and the second in Catalonia).


The reason it is so narrow? Which is surrounded by cliffs on three sides. Castellfollit is located in a sharp point of a plateau, right on the edge of the ravine. For example, this is what you see leaning against the wall of a house.


Looking back, you see the people, the abrupt fall and the river that flows underneath.



houses on the edge of the precipice. On the other hand there is a similar cliff formed by erosion of another river on the same volcanic rock over 50 feet high.



Reforms at City Hall. The safe and does not seem so sure.


As winter days are short, we soon heading to Olot and volcanoes. But first, a couple of panoramas of the town, which I found amazing and unique. Too bad the photos are not better, for me one of the most impressive I've seen.



whole area of \u200b\u200bOlot is dormant volcanoes. There were a couple of stories to remember: first, that the volcano was city as a woman, "closed" (I guess he meant that time could not access the park in which it was). But I pursue life (as the laughter of those who accompanied me) was when, looking about volcanoes in the area, stopped the car and asked a passer-by, struggling in Catalan, where were the "volcanets." As if to ask for the "volcanoes" was not humiliating enough, it turned out that the visitor was clearly a Muslim who knew even less Catalan I, and I responded in Castilian.

In any case, we almost at dusk to see a couple of volcanoes, which we did not go by time and laziness.



After greeting a lone horse was intrigued by our presence, we returned to Barcelona for the long road, to avoid highways, and a couple of hours later we were at home.