I have been running to a tiny town on the borders of Granada every know and then , to sit , read , and chill out. To get there I take a 30 minutes bus ride , and I have always noticed an unpaved path of sand that traverses the valley. So today I was just saying to Sadoof while we were in the bus that I would like to go on foot some day taking that path , so she said:Why some day? why not now? so we pressed the bus stop button and we got down.... we walked by the river side and kept climbing to where it starts ... the sand path ended after 4 kilometers , but afterwards there was a path formed by foot steps on the grass the plants ,,, we followed it for another 4 kilometers and there we found Cenes ....
It felt like we invented it!! Not that we only found it taking a different path! ...
It was a great feeling ,,, you know , being the lazy creature that I am ''walking to places'' is just a miracle for me ,,, when did I ever walk 8 kilometers for the sake of it? It was good to be there with Sadoof ,,, Again we are good friends and Alhamdullilah that black cloud has passed.
Taking this path reminded me of this amazing poem: The road not taken Enjoy :) Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920. |
1. The Road Not Taken |
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1 comment:
So glad you're taking amazing photos again!el talteh wel rab3a bejanneno!
and even more glad about you and Sadoof :DDDDD
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