For the night we treated ourselves to a room in a beautiful hotel in Olite followed by our last Spanish feast of this trip. What a change after the sleeping bags in the van! The next day before reentering the mountain zone we stopped in a village named Ujué. I must have already shared my impression in the previous articles about the fact that in Spain (or at some parts of it), many towns and villages look better from outside than in inside. The quality of the architectural heritage care is not at the same level as in France but it also makes these towns more comfortable for a modern life.

Then it was time to leave the yellow-green landscape and go into darker green shades with a different mood. Honestly, I found it difficult to properly cut the articles, because the very last part of the trip doesn’t have anything in common with the overall vibe. And that was the one I liked the most.

If you want to see a cute Austrian or German village without leaving Spain, then go to Ochagavia. I mean could it be even more different from everything we saw before? We both fell in love with this town, where we spent the biggest part of the day. I guess somewhere here was also lost the scarf that matched my hat. Here I also held my book club meeting on a camping table. After another freezing night we had an awesome gift of late autumn mountains. Insanely beautiful. Choosing pictures was as hard as for the article about Bardenas Reales.

So this is it. Before entering Pau we had a lunch (this time typically French one!) in a simple but very authentic mountain Auberge. And with this little journey ended the page of our life in Pau and surfing frenzy. It was a beautiful page though.

• On the Road to Bardenas Reales, Part 1: Crossing the Pyrenees
• On the Road to Bardenas Reales, Part 2: the Desert
• On the Road to Bardenas Reales, Part 3: Back to Pau