The Peaceful Pearl. Tourists.

 

Today was yet another day when we didn't go hiking. We went to the old town, walked along those narrow streets and climbed many-many stairs. We looked at all the terraces full of flowers. And we walked up to the cafe by the fort. We sat there on the patio drinking cappuccinos with whipped cream and hot chocolate with whipped cream and watched the rain go over the lake. When the rain stopped, we walked to the market, bought two kilos of plums and went to lunch.

Since we were once again not very impressed with lunch, we also visited a shop and a bakery later. In the latter, the aunty behind the counter put our cherry cake aside so skillfully that we didn't realize it was missing until we got home.