The razor-sharp blade of mechanical grass cutter was maybe 10 cm from Marek’s nose. The handle was laying on the knees of a boy sitting in the front of the car. In the back were we plus two other persons. Somehow also our backpacks fit in there. The pain of the squeezed limbs was not big but continous.
Connection with nature and its serenity is what we always look for on our road, to put it in the most simple way – we feel that being among it, makes us better people. Ergaki is one of the first places we marked on our travel map, long time ago. Back then it seemed to us like a dream land, a few photos and videos we could find online amazed us.
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