It’s a glorious, sunny morning and this was a great way to appreciate the ancient walls of the Old Town. This walk is an easy few km, but for those who have the leg power it can be extended to about 16 km. That is the 2 km bridge that we dragged our suitcases across just two days ago. It feels surreal.
Time is a completely different entity when you travel. Clocks become expressions of mystery and beauty, rather than to simply to mark the hours. And calendars cease to be lists of dates - they instead become bridges carrying us from one place, one experience, to the next.
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