After descending from the windmill we ventured to the bottom of the city, where the cemetery of Goult was located. The one thing that stood out here the most was the shrubbery. This cemetery had the most immaculate trees I have ever seen. I felt like I had stepped through a rabbit hole and into the world of alice in wonderland.
This house was covered in grape vines. Can you imagine just stepping outside your front door and picking a handful of juicy white grapes…pure. bliss.