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| Ellie and Leo |
| Not sure about our plans to conquer the mountain |
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| But feeling more confident with a walking stick in hand |
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| A river crossing |
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| The three of us |
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| Remnants from the Hoxha regime - cement bunkers dot the countryside |
| Papa did a more serious hike than Leo and I |
| Through some serious mountains |
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| Leo sleeps through most of the hiking |
| And can't believe that after all that hiking, all he gets is zucchini soup. Where's the beer and goat on the spit? |
| Here are some goats of the unroasted variety. |
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| And some delicious wild strawberries I foraged for Leo's morning tea. |
| All gone |
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| Lucky Ellie had some more and was (kind of) willing to share. |
| Pooped. |










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