The first night we checked into the hotel, severely jet-lagged, the hotel receptionist told us about a tram that takes us to Monte Igueldo. The view was nice she said. I don’t know why she thought that was the most exciting thing to tell us, but it stuck with me. On my next day off, Andrew and I decided to take this little tram up to the top of Monte Igueldo and snap a couple of nice panoramic pictures. Rather simple, nothing too wild or crazy.
We wandered through town til we got to the bottom of the funicular. An old (over 100 years old) train that takes you to the top of the hill where, we were thrilled to discover, it wasn’t just a nice view…
Still wondering where this is going?
The House of Terror might have been the first sign this locale wasn’t just for the view. But let’s not get hung up on this. We got spooked, then we went to the House of Terror. Yes, because climbing to the top of a 17th century tower was spooky. Can I just say, I’m a scaredy cat! We climbed the whole way up, saw the gaps in the rocks and basically spent just long enough on top to snap a couple of pictures before we ran down and out the stairs before this thing could tumble down realizing that several hundred years was too long to be standing upright!
Can you see the sneak peak of whats to come in this one?
Yea, it was a fun park! Did you see that little roller coaster in the bottom left of the photo before?