In the Latemar, I found myself in awe of the landscape. The animals, the cows (eeeeee!!), the mountains, conversation with my new friends. Everything brought a sense of tranquility, apart from the steep climb (EEK). I loved the rain at the top of the mountain, evening even if it feels like hail. Walking through the mountains feels like home. While I miss my home and my family, I am still close because of the mountains. I think it is such a beautiful thing to see your family in something different, and for me, it is the mountains.

I see my dad in the trails, and my sister in the flora

I see my grandparents in the cows and crops

I see my mom in the mountains