Our first week in Spain quickly fell into a comfortable rhythm. We’d sleep in late and then spend an hour or more drinking coffee, checking the slow internet, discuss our plans for climbing and enjoying the company of Joe and Colette.
We managed to climb five of our first seven days in Spain. We visited a crag in St. Lloranc that was steep and super fun. We spent several days at Santa Linya, and we even made the voyage down to Margalef.
Each crag we visited had it’s own feel and it’s own style. Perhaps my favorite thing about visiting a new area is getting a feel for the climbing there. I never manage to send anything hard, but I always manage to exhaust myself and try lots of new routes.
After a nice day of climbing we’d come back to the apartment and enjoy a dinner with our friends. We rarely ventured into to town for anything other than groceries. Life became sleeping, eating, climbing, and good friends. I certainly was getting used to this lifestyle!