Mimi and Thomas kidnapped me to go
hiking on the mountain. I had heard people telling about that walk in the mountain as a magical, fairy-tale like experience, so I was looking forward to a day off in order to go there and
reconnect to myself.
If these two months in Kokkino Nero
have been very challenging if not draining work-wise, I was also happy to leave
behind all the distraction of the urban life and focus on my task. The few
moments which kept me sane and revitalised were the mornings at the Spring of the Immortals.
Tired as I was from all those sleepless night, the magic water would recharge
me and help me release all the exhaustion. If I could have this in Taipei
Thomas drove us past Karitsa, a little village located above Kokkino Nero, on the mountain. From there we had
to walk, climb and hop from rock to rock, clinging to trees or dead branches before reaching a pond on the mountain top. Unfortunately, the
constant sun dried up the waterfall. But we could still swim in the pond,
alongside the frogs. Blue dragonflies whirled around us. It was simply
heavenly.
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