That’s ‘nice’, actually, not ‘Nice’. This was the view from the attic window when I braved the pigeon poo-covered floor, looking due west to the hills. What a shame we cannot have a terrace to enjoy it. A friend tells me that the mountain I can see in the distance to the north is actually Andorra. How amazing that these peaks are so close and are only blocked by the hills surrounding the town
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What a fabulous vista – how lucky you are.
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You could have a little eyrie up there. Take the glass and frame out of the window, waterproof the floor inside and create a little loggia!
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Glass? Frame? It’s a lovely idea but we wouldn’t need to remove anything as it’s just a gorgeous hole!
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Yup
Just spotted that on the photo. Damn phone was slow loading.
Reminds me if the closed balconies with the little peep holes that the ladies in Malta used to have on the front of their town houses to watch the world go by discreetly
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That is my kind of view … just beautiful 🙂
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