We wondered around the sides of small mountains and down through the gully where the path consisted of a thin elevated cement surface clinging to the side of a rock face that rose up and above while a small river flowed by about a story down on the other side. The walkway was so narrow at some points that we had to shuffle sideways and stop and reverse when someone was approaching in the opposite direction. The rock face also leaned over so far in some places that we had to get on hands and knees to crawl along. There was also a rope bridge! A freakin' rope bridge! This was my first time traversing one of these. A small line of people piled up on each side as only 4 are allowed on the bridge at once.
I spend so much time away from many of the people I love. Sometimes I fail to keep up with them, so if they would like to, they may read this and I will work on being better at keeping in touch in the meantime. I am currently living in Huelva, Spain working as an Auxiliar de Conversación de Ingles Norteamericano with the Ministerio de Educación y Cultura Española as well as teaching English at an academy and teaching private lessons.
Monday, January 13, 2014
Las Sierra Nevadas
We wondered around the sides of small mountains and down through the gully where the path consisted of a thin elevated cement surface clinging to the side of a rock face that rose up and above while a small river flowed by about a story down on the other side. The walkway was so narrow at some points that we had to shuffle sideways and stop and reverse when someone was approaching in the opposite direction. The rock face also leaned over so far in some places that we had to get on hands and knees to crawl along. There was also a rope bridge! A freakin' rope bridge! This was my first time traversing one of these. A small line of people piled up on each side as only 4 are allowed on the bridge at once.
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