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Valentine's Day - a celebration of all those who know how to love. Always wanted to mark the day somehow in a special way, not limited to "Valentine" and chocolate buketnye set. For some reason it stuck in my head the idea that if you mention the celebration of Valentine's Day is somehow outside the box, even in love there will be something new, unusual and beautiful.
But note a romantic Valentine's Day ?!
And finally, the case presented. This year we had a rest in Greece. Looking through the websites of various travel agencies, we stumbled upon a small mountain village in otelchik Alagón. Five wooden detached houses, log cabins, very similar to our Russian.
Around the mountain, the river rushing over rocks. February, under the trees and a carpet of flowers. This picture is very pleased and we decided to mark the celebration of Valentine's Day there.
Gets there long, about four hours on the machine at a speed of 100 km per hour.
Passing Kalamata, turned on the mountain road. And they went twists and turns! The higher you go, the darker became the area. The reality did not look like the pictures on the website. The road of our long-awaited romantic trip was quite narrow, two cars on it could hardly to miss.
On the one hand it gaped frighteningly steep cliff on the other hung grim stone walls, wooded. The trees were without leaves, gnarled like monsters. Their dark rough trunks densely obpletal ivy, giving the forest of mystery and enigma. Somehow I remembered the vampires, even though we were in sunny Greece, not in a mystical Montenegro.
But finally, and Alagón. House gave us the furthest. From the outside it looked like a large dwarf dwelling. Inside, everything was made of wood. The lobby was a large sofa. Further small cozy kitchenette. The bedroom was just gorgeous. Most were pleased with a huge bed and a large full-length mirror.
We are here waiting. On the table was a bouquet of red hearts on thin wires-legged in a vase blush candy hearts. Mirror, sconces, even TV were adorned with beautiful garlands and roses angelkami. Seeing all this, the mood was just fine, despite the difficult road terrain and darkness.
The hostess prepared a delicious dinner, add some spice to the wine. For dessert, I brought two slices of cake in the form of hearts. All of us were smiling, as if we were newlyweds. By the end of the evening, and we have started to feel them yourself. My dear took my hand. Gently I picked up so he did not have probably a hundred years. He looked into my eyes and smiled.
We returned to the lodge embracing. We went - burning red candles. One of them as a pink lotus pialki floats in water. Smell is a strange and very pleasant.
Our lips themselves began to whisper sweet words, words that are in the urban hustle and bustle is no longer spoken, and they heard it is not so. Hugs, kisses, hugs again ...
In the morning my dear was not there. Seeing him again, somewhere has got a little upset, still in my heart I was hoping for a very different morning. Sighing, she decided not to spoil the holiday and not to quarrel.
Let us remember that the road to this dark region seen on the hillside flowers and went for a bouquet. The day was quite spring. The heat, the sun shines, scattering sunbeams on the rough trunk, tough on leaflets ivy, the rugged rocks lying around everywhere. Gloom is gone.
On the contrary, the forest seems very attractive. Ringing in the hundreds of voices Pichugov, flying beetles. Very melodious gurgling river. And how many colors! Less than ten minutes, I narwhal impressive bouquet.
Thought will bring me to show my dear. Let him be ashamed that I myself flowers ditch. I went to our house and could not believe his eyes. Flowers were everywhere. And in a glass on the table and on the sofa in the lobby and on the bed.
And my dear and only happily looked at me and smiled. Of course, this romantic Valentine's Day and our journey we will remember for a lifetime.
Of course, you can say, "What do you mean Greece? "
But the matter is not in it. Memorable and unusual celebration of Valentine's Day can be arrange themselves in any country, in any town or village, is just to make this a little imagination and effort.
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