The weird fog we experienced hanging over Spain a couple of days ago was back again today, but not in such great quantities this time; you can actually see the sky here with the fog low down in the distance. Huesca was an odd place; I had been before but couldn’t find any sort of town centre, so I came back with my dad after having seen pictures on Google earth of it.The first thing that struck us on arrival was that it was snowing, but then we slowly realised that there was nobody in the streets; not one person. We found the centre fairly easily and yes, there is a nice cathedral but in the hour we spent there we saw the grand total of six different people; the place was a ghost town and we had to get out.
So we went back up north towards home and stopped off at the old favourite, Jaca. This place is quiet, yet it feels so alive, it’s rustic yet oh so clean; a great place full of interesting shops selling all kinds of unique stuff, mainly edible. Despite being closer to the mountains there was no snow here, no fog and it wasn’t as cold; surely that can’t be the reason this place has loads of people in the streets and Huesca has none?
It’s funny really, I’ve been to empty towns before, but none the size of Huesca; it’s such a big place for there to be no one around, you get the feeling something’s going to go horribly wrong and nobody’s told you. Anyway, my uncle has decided to up the weirdness so my dad and I are off again to Pamplona tomorrow to get away from it, Spain again I know, but a different direction this time. We won’t be going if the predicted snow falls, doesn’t look like it could get cold enough though; right now the clouds have descended upon the house and I can’t see more that fifteen feet out of the window, I’d better close the window then I suppose before it starts to rain.

