The cable car took us to the beginning of the top and then we hiked, yes, hiked, yes again, as high as we could go. It was a civilized hike; no rock cliffs or steep, yet compelling ancient, rugged, stairs. Instead we walked along dirt roads and paths similar to those owned by a goat. As you will notice in the pictures below, I surprised Britt with my Canadian hiking gear outfit which was luckily gifted to me as a birthday gift by Donna, Sally and Josie. ~ a really special thanks for that!~
It is a different type of countryside; the highest mountain meadow in Europe; so the marketing material reads. We walked through lush greens while looking at rugged, magnificent, highly reflective rock. It was a really pleasant and beautiful hike.
It is now 4:45 in the afternoon. Britt is napping. In a few minutes we will head into a different town in search of a sweater. It is not any warmer today in this town.
It is a different type of countryside; the highest mountain meadow in Europe; so the marketing material reads. We walked through lush greens while looking at rugged, magnificent, highly reflective rock. It was a really pleasant and beautiful hike.
It is now 4:45 in the afternoon. Britt is napping. In a few minutes we will head into a different town in search of a sweater. It is not any warmer today in this town.
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