I am so going to miss this town. The hills go almost straight up, to the point that you need ropes and climbing shoes with cleats. But that's nothing to coming down the hills... in a car. You hold your breath, say a prayer, grip the wheel with white knuckled hands, and go for it.
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AuthorAlison Blake is both a novelist and a playwright. At the moment she is in a traveling mode and will be blogging from various stops on her journey. Archives
December 2015
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