Thoughts and dreams of a forever loafer

Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore

ROMANIA | Friday, 21 November 2014 | Views [198] | View Larger Image

Getting deep into the forest, the atmosphere becomes heavy and the colours are crude, I feel like everything is breathing around me. Shady silhouettes seem to erupt from the trees and last autumn’s dead leaves trap my feet, revealing muddy grounds.

Not so long ago I went on a marvellous trip to Wales, the kingdom of untouched nature and the world’s best sultana cakes. Here is the short story of a long day in the region of Abergavenny.
On a bright spring morning, when not even the icy cold could spoil one’s happiness, I decide to go for an adventure and climb the Sugar Loaf Mountain.
The path is clear, the air is fresh and I start my smooth climb enjoying the clear skies above me, something rather peculiar in the British isle.

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The silence is overwhelming, it seems that time here has frozen into a sort of eternal spring.
While looking around, my eyes find scattered bones on the side of the path. They look dry, the creature who owned them must have perished too many days ago. Frightened, I continue my journey trying to block all worries from my mind, trying to imagine the glorious peak ahead.

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Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore

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