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The view from our tent.
After hours of walking, we finally reached the valley.
I'm sure that I swallowed more than fifteen mosquitoes and ten flies, and I crushed an equal amount when I tried to get them out of my ears.
Several mountain peaks and small streams were forced.
We thought we arrived in the valley, but we were tricked.
He who drew the map, didn't speak to the one who painted the coloured spots which marked the tracks.
We ended a different place than we wanted. Instead of fighting the raw nature for four hours, we could have chosen a dirt road, and saved two hours. It would have been much easier to get there, and lots of mosquitoes would still be alive.
Anyway I think that we were lucky to get to this other valley. This was the most beautiful place we saw at our trip.
Tall mountains surrounded it. There was still snow at their sides, and we could hear water running down all day.
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