We got down from our Tacoma and headed for the guard light pointing at us, Susan's mum is disturbed but I ain't, we've come too far to go back home without knowing where they come from.
"Excuse me, am gonna tell you to pull back a little" says the guard
We reversed back a little, then he beckoned on us to come over to him.
"Good evening sir" I greeted him
"How may I help you" he frowned back
Juliet, Susan's mum showed him the map and there was nothing in real life to show that.
The guard was at alert as if we are up to something, he looked deeply into our eyes then relaxed.
"this way ma'am" he led us through a deep path into the mountains and passing a bridge made of woods lit up by bulb, my first thought was a camp of hipies, I wouldn't be surprised to see such in this mountainous region, youths these days are so full of energy, energy to waste on frivolous things.
And there in front of us the reality of the map, the map was right after all.
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