I’m by no stretch of the imagination a religious person, so perhaps it would come as a surprise to many that I would willingly experience a Christian pilgrimage to the Monsterrat Monastery. I had no interest in actually going inside the monastery. My main objective was to hopefully see some spectacular sites along the various trails. I was prepped and ready to get up early and start.
Of course, when that “early” came, I kind of slept through until around 10.30am. Crap, Crap, Crap. I knew that it would take me around an hour to travel to Montserrat and back, which didn’t give me a whole lot of time to actually see everything I wanted. I was hoping that I would still be able to get to the top of Sant Jeroni and also hike down to Sant Joan. Lucky for me, the train out there was fairly uncrowded. That’s where my luck ended. The cable car to get to the top of the mountain was pretty packed. I was squeezed into the corner and could barely peek my head over the railing to see the amazing view as we climbed higher and higher up. The ride didn’t take too long, but we ascended a couple couple hundred feet.
There was no time to spare. I immediately made a bee-line to the nearest map and looked at the route to Sant Jeroni. According to all of the reviews and guides I’ve read, Sant Jeroni boasted amazing views. I couldn’t miss it. It had been a while since I had been hiking, almost a half a year to be exact, but it couldn’t be that bad…right?