We rose really early in the morning thanks for last night's adventure. I felt quite refreshed though, and walked over to the central building from where our rooms were to have breakfast.
There was a buffet of traditional/local food, which was quite tasty at first despite being unfamiliar and either very salty or very sour (I would, over the course of the next few days, discover that I really didn’t like the food at all, but that’s life).
Outside, there were numerous other buildings making up the little village in the mountains, mainly whitewashed buildings with peaked roofs that had a strangely western sort of feel. It reminded me of the fjords in Norway, or the mountains in Austria, and the air was fresh and cool like spring mornings in Canada. There was this animal pen with chickens, turkeys and rabbits, as well as a stand selling something like naan, freshly made. The lady kneaded the dough tirelessly, while two men manned the oven at the back. It was extremely good, piping hot out of the fire and crispy with sesame seeds on top.
There was a buffet of traditional/local food, which was quite tasty at first despite being unfamiliar and either very salty or very sour (I would, over the course of the next few days, discover that I really didn’t like the food at all, but that’s life).
Outside, there were numerous other buildings making up the little village in the mountains, mainly whitewashed buildings with peaked roofs that had a strangely western sort of feel. It reminded me of the fjords in Norway, or the mountains in Austria, and the air was fresh and cool like spring mornings in Canada. There was this animal pen with chickens, turkeys and rabbits, as well as a stand selling something like naan, freshly made. The lady kneaded the dough tirelessly, while two men manned the oven at the back. It was extremely good, piping hot out of the fire and crispy with sesame seeds on top.
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