I look around.
Before me is a mountain cradling a church about two-thirds to the top.
It's a vvvvvery long way up, but I say to myself, "now or never." Let's go...
|Steep incline and 1001 steps|
BIrds sing and flowers bloom along the way
How far did I get? Let's just say that I didn't get to the top. But then again, it's not a race to the top... is it?
Take time to see the sights and smell the roses or in this case