The Fabulous Flower Hut

After being already wet, I took the tour of the even more spooky and claustrophobic gold mines the Victorians have busted into the mountains. They didn‘t find much, since the Romans had cleared most of it out, but that did not stop their enthusiasm. I crawled through small openings, hauled my behind up and down creaky stairwell and slippery steps, and then ended up in the poring rain. Again. My platypus shoes turned into a wet suit for my feet, but I didn‘t slip once!Læs mere