La Fonte dell'Astore
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Our morning started early, 5.30am to be exact. We had to get ready for our tour that started at 6.45am. It also stated a bit stressful because I thought I hadn't confirmed the trip properly but all was good. The mini van rocked up at about 7am and we were on our way. We started on the highway towards Napoli driven by Andrea our tour guide. It was a small group and we drove south as he explained the land and history of the areas. ...
... the evening I joined my roommate to go to the night market. When we came back we met two, slightly drunk, American girls. The four of us went to a bar with an amazing live band. I taught one of the American girls how to dance salsa, had a really interesting conversation with the other one (which the other called "borring legal talk) and when the US girls found out how old I was we talked about how they could've been my 9 year old lesbian mums. The next day I left Chiang Mai to ...
... forest. A sign told us that some of the trees were up to 600 years old. Up and over another saddle and we were heading back down towards the campsite. It was a tough walk and we decided that tomorrow’s walk would only have one steep ascent rather than two. We estimated that we had climbed approximately 1300 metres in total over the day.
Sunday 31st May
We did a ridge walk today. Once up on the top of the ridge, ...
For those of you who did not receive my spell binding episode yesterday, I apologise. There have been some slight technical difficulties as I am unco with technology. So far Big Ems aka The Colonel has only taken 127 photos of doors. She has a door fetish you know. It is something about large knockers...... Well today we caught the train to Cassino. Now I have heard all the stories about the Gypsies in the stations that are going to ...
... before skiing back to the bottom. At this point, I realised that whilst Karl was the same age as John, he was probably a lot fitter. Once we started climbing up, my pleasure at having a new friend started to wane as he strode out with no apparent effort at all, leaving John and I sweating and breathless in his wake.
He did wait for us every so often and we would stop to catch our breath and enjoy watching the deer on the slopes below. Karl had worked for ...