I first came here as a teenager with some of our dearest family friends who were intending to build a small hotel here. Many years passed by and now we made this trip to celebrate with them their fulfilled dream and to rediscover and further explore this remote place, where time unfolds its thread in another, much slower pace.
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| Church from Arieseni |
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| Morning mist |
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| Wooden huts |
The wooden mountain huts and the raising morning fog carry something magical...
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| View from Arieseni skiing track |
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| Berries from the forest nearby |
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| On the skiing track |
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| Mountain spring |
