Took it easy, as if there was any other choice, reading and taking in the view of the volcanic cone outside our door. Walked through the village to an array of kids, empty buidlings, wildflowers, kites, bamboo and dirt roads. In the shadow of the mountain we felt the traditional way of life there - friendly and unspoilt still. In the evening we walked back across the peaceful foothills and along the parched riverbed, through a secret garden and watched as the sun set in the near distance...
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