THE LIMESTONE WAS FREEZING COLD. My feet was extremely numb and Caitlyn was constantly screaming "ITS FREEZING COLD ITS FREEZING COLD. OH MY GOD, DAWN DO SOMETHING!" when we finally reached the place we can dip our feet into, our feet was no longer numb but it was boiling hot. "DAWN ITS SO WARM OH MY GOD MAKE IT STOP." I ignored Caitlyn and dipped my hands into the water. My fingers were numb throughout the whole trip.
Caitlyn tried to take a selfie of both of us but I didn't let her. Unlike Caitlyn, I am not a photogenic person. When the other tour were coming, we were asked to walk back to the bus. The puddles on the pavements turned into ice, in every corner you can see people slipping, trying to run away from the dogs.
We then drove to the Gypsy Village- where we saw a lot of broken houses and cars. Even though it was freezing cold (literally), the gypsies stayed outside and played games with each other. The houses had no running water or heaters, I wonder how they live.
We also drove past a traditional village where families cemented glass bottles where if a boy wants to marry the girl, they have to knock down the bottles. The more attractive the girls the slimmer the bottles are. We weren't allowed to take people of the local people as well as their houses as they didn't like it but we did anyway.
We drove to our beautiful hotel where there was a amazing orchard covered in snow. "Gonna take a selfie with this beautiful orchard tomorrow. You have to be in it." grinned Caitlyn as she waved her phone in my face.
Cotton Castle
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