We had to take Katya to a doctor over Easter Weekend, and drove through this cute little town, with the most amazing bridge! I had forgotten my camera at home, so all photos are stolen from Mum’s FB. In all fairness, I did take 3 of the four.
The bridge ran through the middle of the river, instead of merely crossing it–something that this picture doesn’t show at all. It does show a cool mill. If I can gain access to Mum’s phone, I will put up a better one, later.
Katya loved jumping to make the bridge rock and sway. She was rather giddy with happiness.
It was cold and windy, and we later took refuge in a used book shop–yes, purchases were made– before taking a recommendation for a local eatery. After all, what’s the fun of traveling if you always eat at the same chain restaurant?