Dystre middelaldergater ble raskt byttet ut med åkrer og enger i farger som tatt ut av en barnebok. Det var så søtt at jeg nesten glemte at jeg skulle mer enn 1100 meter høyere opp fra havet før lunsj. Men bare nesten.		The dark medieval streets were soon replaced by fields and meadows wearing colours generally seen mainly in children's books. The view was good enough to almost make me forget that I was to climb more than 1100 metres skywards before lunch.