Enjoyed the morning on the balcony and got ready to leave by 8. We decided to budget harder and this meant peanut butter and jelly for breakfast which turned out to be a not so good idea when the jelly exploded in my bag and the peanut butter in Jansen’s, covering the passports and chargers. We headed back up to Llançà to get some coffee and sync the garmin for a new route. Of course it took an hour and a half to find a place with Wi-Fi and then actually get it to work so we started the climbing at 10. First epic climb put us into the pyrenees and we continued the ascent to Puige Neulos. We got halfway up on vertical rocky single track and an overgrown path, hit a nice road and continued up where we stopped and a homie gave us a ton of meat and bread where he lived in an abandoned castle. Then climbed for two more hours up the worst road I have ever seen made up of six inch chunks of granite. It was aids but my beautiful friend showed me the way. Prayers up to him. Made it into France and ate lunch at the summit looking into France and Spain from the highest mountain in this region of the Pyrenees. We miscalculated distanced and had 40 miles left from the top of neulos at 7pm. Decended 15 miles down one of the prettiest and empty roads and then headed through the countryside to Perpignan with the sun setting in front of us. After 12 hours we copped a sweet hostel in the downtown and got a late night chicken sandwich.