Mountains and Mushrooms

Well I can tick the Troodos mountains off my list of things to do in Cyprus. Instead of spending saturday shopping or at the beach, we decided to head up to the mountains with Harry's cousin and his girlfriend, in search of mushrooms. I still find it amazing that you can be in the city centre and an hour and a half later be up a mountain. And you really realise how small Cyprus is when you stand on the Troodos mountains and can see across the island and beyond to the ocean. 

While we may still be experiencing summer worthy temperatures and numerous hours of sunshine, up in the mountains it's a whole different story. To put it simply, it was COLD. And the air is so fresh it, reminded me of those winter days in England when its freezing cold but the sun shines and the sky is blue and your face feels numb. 

To say that me and Harry are not expert mushroom pickers would be an understatement. On the other hand his cousin and girlfriend are professionals, but before you judge us on this, they have been doing it for many years. They know exactly what they are looking for and hence, they quickly filled up the bag with mushroom after mushroom after mushroom. 

Despite almost getting lost in the forest at sundown and my nose plummeting to remarkably cold temperatures, I had the best afternoon. 

Now bring on the snow and next time we venture up the mountains it will be to the ski resort.