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#Latergram 🇮🇹 Night walk along the fiume Tevere
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Well, it happened again...I went on a trip, started taking a bunch of pictures, and am now overwhelmed with posting and we're only half way through the viaggio 🙃
So many great bars on King Street - this is just one 🍷 (And I failed the blind taste test, by the way 😂 Guess I'll keep my day job...)
After a long trek back to DC 🇺🇸 from Dushanbe, I hopped on another flight for a long overdue girl's trip to Charleston 👒 just a few days later (crazy, I know!)
I swear these photos are of the same lake. #blueonblueonblue
After a well-deserved plate of plov the night before, we were ready for the mostly downhill trek to the remaining lakes on Sunday. The third lake, Gushor, is surrounded by steep cliffs and is only separated from the second lake, Soya, by a natural dam. Apparently, it was also once the home of many poisonous snakes, which I'm so glad I didn't know before I hiked this 😬🐍
This last stretch to Lake 7 was a bit of a challenge. We were hot, tired, blistered...and there was still two kilometers to go. It felt like the road would never end and we'd never get all the dust out of our lungs. I'm surprised Evan didn't lose his patience with us 😂 We thought about calling a ride at least a dozen times and a local man even offered us a ride in his blue pickup truck, but we trudged along.

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