May 9, 2010

Walking down to the village shop for some bread a milk before the dreaded midday closure, I passed one of the dreaded hills in the village. Look at the path up to the left. It doesn't seem too bad in the photo, but I would only dare attempt this path in the summer, and even then, I can barely breath by the top. Nothing like altitude and steep mountain footpaths! But hey, that's why we get to eat all that chocolate.