This was at the foot of the mountain. Marco was not cooperating with us, so he missed the picture.
Marco wanted ice cream, so we bought one. It tasted like formula with some undefined flavoring. Gross, ugh. Even Marco did not like it much, after few bites he gave it back to us.
View from the top,well almost the top.
Marco is not smiling here much, he is completely soaked by sweat, but the tree was so pretty. It does not even show here.
To continue once the pictures will get to Picassa. It seems Garden hotel internet is little slower