The rusted sign beside the road read: ‘For The 12th Five Year Plan You Need To Maintain Good Speed And Rhythm.’ From my place in the front seat of Ilia’s Lada I watched our driver smile at this quaint tribute to Communism, now used only as target-practice by passing locals. Beyond the car bonnet stretched a glorious sight: a hobbit-green valley, rich with pastures, vines and citrus, leading the eye up to a sudden eruption of mountain-side and snowy peaks — our destination.
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