I’d like to know whose idea it was to build a four story building on top of this massive rock. What deranged sadist decided that every poor sap who risks heart failure by climbing 700 steps needs to climb another 40 in order to really be at the top? Who is this cruel being?
This is the morally superior counterpart to last week’s post where we chose drinking beer over seeing a cross in Guatapé, Colombia. The next morning, after our night of drinking on […]