'For the evening walk, we decided to climb one of the hills facing our guesthouse. Our nostrils were invaded by the smells of the countryside, of the wild flowers, and of the trees seen through the small stretches of forest we came across. The view on the other side of the hill was unforgettable: Cobleş Village in the dim light of the setting sun. ‘It should be quite a feast waking up every day to this view’ I told an old lady approaching us. It all felt so mellow, light, and close to the original beauty of places and goodness in the people.'

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