And once again we’re back to grass, a river, an occasional tree, and stones. I love it. Have some more photos.
I wonder who managed to break this, and why they would ever want to do it.
I regret not walking on these makeshift piers now, but face to face they were kind of scary.
This little grotto (I suppose one can call it that) covers a spring. I believe you can drink from there, but I didn’t feel like it.
To put everything in perspective, here’s the same village but from the top, back from when we just arrived.
