Ollie Diary day4

May the 18th

A quieter, more solitary day, with the morning devoted to translating the card game. In the afternoon, I took a stroll along a path traced by the wheels of large machines that slice the trees along the mountain slopes.

I walked for an hour and the paths, which were well-defined at first, became increasingly blurred and overgrown. I tried to follow the signs but, as they were writing in japanese, I ended up turning back before the end. Maybe I'll try again later.

That didn't stop me from admiring the view for a long time, with the ukulele on my back in case I felt like playing.