
Yes, I thought to myself, gazing from rows of wooden-sided homes to the sheer blue drop below. This is where I would retire.
The tourism office had patiently instructed me the day before in the route for a morning hike.
I would tackle a fraction of the marked trail, which spanned the length of the country, for the intrepid and committed. My jaunt would cover a single leg, from the town center up into the mountains.
Forests, views, something of everything, he promised me.
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