I’m on a holiday walk with the girls. It’s late afternoon. We should be heading back to the apartment complex for evening showers ready for a night out. We’ve decided to climb a huge steep stone trail which is in the direction of our complex. We think it’s a shortcut as it feels that it’s in the right direction, but there could be a fence or locked gate that stops us from entering our property. The path is lined either side by a walled fence with vegetation growing on top. As we reach the peak of the hill, we literally have to pull ourselves up. At the top of the trail, there’s a bungalow on our left and the trail carries on to the right. The gates of the bungalow and a man in an electric wheelchair comes out. He’s wearing a hat at an angle which exposes part of his brain. He explains that the quickest way back to the apartment complex is to go back the way we came as there’s no throughfare to our apartment complex. We’re baffled as to how someone has managed to build a bungalow at this altitude.
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