On the path above the town,  suspended between sea and sky. Below, the pastel houses set amongst the cliffs look almost unreal, like something painted rather than built. Warm sunlight settles on your shoulders, the breeze carries a faint hint of salt.
For a moment, everything narrows to pure presence, just you and the view. Feeling the vastness of nature stretching out in every direction. The tiny buildings cling to the rock like quiet storytellers, reminders of centuries lived before you and centuries still to come. Standing there, you feel both small and deeply connected, part of something larger and endlessly unfolding.