We drove on past the bridge and headed to a remote village. As we drove the winding mountain path, we ran into this guy...
And this guy...
And these guys. Wild mountain goats. We watched them bound up those rocks like they had sticky-tack on their hooves. How do they do that?
It was a beautiful drive up. Little did we know what we would find when we got to the village...(more the day-after-tomorrow).
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Wow, Sara! I believe this is the most beautiful place you have ever shared pictures of. What a great vacation!
Looking forward to hearing what you found . .
Melanie
P. S. Today is our 'little' girl's birthday . . . She is 23 beautiful years old. A joy since the day God gave her to us. You'd be proud of her Sara.
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