When I was living in Umbria one summer, my wife and I tried to take advantage of as many walks as we could in that beautiful land in central Italy. We had in tow, though, a temperamental 1-year-old and three other kids under 10.
One morning we started walking through the streets of Spello, where we were staying, to get some Umbrian doughnuts (so far, so good, as far as the kids were concerned). We then got to the outskirts of the city with all of our water still cool and undrunk. We decided to hazard a bit further, on a smooth path through the shade of an olive orchard. Still, no complaints from the kids.
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