The deep, shiny green leaves fascinated us, soothed our eyes. and seemingly complemented the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

What a start to the day!

People were scarce. Just the waiter, oddly smart and formal for such a mountain village, acted as if the commuters were arriving. In fact, there were none!

How we found this ideal base for a writer or a composer, to finish their magnum opus, neither of us can remember.

Perhaps we were drunk with a traveler’s ecstasy when we left the city the day before.

It’s the highlights, the favorable ones, we remember so well.

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