WhatADifferenceADayMakes

By Veronica

Aínsa

I realised that despite our several visits, I still haven't blipped the fortified town of Aínsa, so here it is, seen from the road up to the hamlet of Usana. The sun was just catching it, but those clouds moved in rapidly, bringing thunder, lightning, rain, and the realisation that the door into the garden does not fit well at all. Mop, bucket, and towels were required to stem the flood. I was glad I'd taken advantage of the sunshine earlier, and no doubt Mystère was too; he quickly discovered he could sit on the roof of the chapel and survey what is not yet his domain.

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