Goodbye hotel

And goodbye to our Andorra hotel. It's been brief but comfortable. Our room was large even if the view (of a wall) wasn't much. Not that we had time to gaze outside. With our bags all packed I rushed out to get stamps to send some postcards, but after 45 minutes running around the city I had to give up. Many people, including police, try to point me in the right direction but none could be found. It didn't help I didn't know the local word for stamp. I remember a similar experience on the last day in New York, which was also a Sunday. Not a great day to use the postal service. At least there I did finally send them. Here I just pack my postcards and carry them home.