I left my car at the foot of the mountain. Around me, not a soul, not a car, only the sound of the song of cicadas, the sun, a sky of perfect blue without a cloud and a light breeze. I walk a while along the road then I engage in a small path that goes towards the heart of the mountain. After less than an hour’s walk I arrive near one of the summits. A breathtaking view, happiness in its purest form. The desire to buy a small house nearby and wake up facing the mountain every morning.