The Antithesis of Paris

So I am literally in a valley at the bottom of a mountain.

There are mountains and trees on every side of me. Not only that but there's not really any cars either. The buildings look like something out of the "German" portion of Disneyland (there's probably a connection there but the reasoning escapes me... and I'm sure the locals would love the fact that my familiarity with their culture and customs comes from Disney).

There is no road dust, no noise, no dirty people, no bums... just silence.

Occasionally you can hear the bells on the cows, or the crowing of a rooster. In fact, if you walk about 100 meters down the road you'll probably run into a farm of some sort in the middle of a fairly large community.

Everything is GREEN... and if its not green thats because there are flowers everywhere. So many houses have little flower and vegetable gardens in their back yards. No smog, no grey and black and tan clothes... just green.

And when you least expect it, you can round the corner and see a waterfall.