[Wo]Man vs. Wild

I like to think of myself as intrepid. I love exploring new places and discovering nooks and crannies rarely trodden by the majority of modern man - you'll see that as my year continues...

It was this attitude that I decided to employ the following morning in Baiardo. I say morning, I really mean afternoon, but as we've mentioned the morning, I'll tell you what that entailed too.

So I got up and went to the shop. No, wait - before we get to that I just want to share this photo with you.

A room with a view.

This was the view from my bedroom window. I say my bedroom, I actually mean the bedroom that I was currently sharing with about ten other people. Snug and cosy, yes siree! But when there's a view like that, you can never feel claustrophobic...

I got up and went to the shop - I had nothing to eat for breakfast, you see. I went with Kitty to the local shop and bought things like yoghurts and fruit. There were several people that were there on a semi-permenant basis that cooked for us in the evening, and we could probably raid the supplies to get some lunch. Breakfast, therefore, was the only meal that was up to me.

After this I joined the rest of the gang out on the terrace. I say terrace - imagine a terrace that's made by nature and has a fence round it to stop people falling down the mountain. A terrace then.

Oh, that's the view by the way.

So I spent the morning reading, soaking in the view and one other thing - oh yes - getting a hand print in sun burn on my back. Yes. I am that intelligent...

 I didn't realise that until much later, but I did have what Kitty called 'sun head'. It was at that point that we decided to do some exploring.

Everywhere we turned there was another stunning view - I could have walked around those hills for hours and hours. But it was really hot. Really hot.

We made our way out of the village and walked back along the road. I wanted to take a picture of the view as you come into the town - there's none quite like it.

 When I say Baiardo is a town perched on a hill, I'm not lying. What I want to know is how they got the crane up there. I also want to say how grateful I am that I never met it on my way up on the bus...

The rest of our walk was largely in the shade - in a garden that was supposed to take us to the fountain of everlasting life or something twee like that. We never found it - I'm still mortal. Oh well, I'll live (but obviously not forever now)...

We walked all over the village and the surrounding countryside until we got to this point. I looked up and took a photo. It was only months later that I realised I'd taken a picture of our houses. La dolce vita indeed - not so [wo]man vs. wild after all...