Out in Castiglion Fiorentino
We drove from Rodstock through Munich heading to to this little village, Lermoos, in Austria side the same day. I have to say that we did expect that Lermoos would be just a simple, no-frill kind of stop over. A place that when you leave off behind, you wouldn’t be able to recall anything about it. But the fact is that, until now, I still remember that misty morning when we walked along their tiny road and make a stop for morning coffee by the village’s fountain. And just breath! I think I simply fell in love with the Alps’ famous charm.