I started at the Northern most town, and hiked up and down thousands of steps and too many hills on the way to the next town. An hour and a half later, and literally dripping with sweat, I made the long trip down the steps to the beach. After soaking in the sun and swimming for a bit in the salty waters, I started down the trails to town three. In about a half an hour I was out of water, and really beginning to dread the wear the steps were causing to my legs when a mid-fifties man goes jogging past me, about twenty minutes later the same man went jogging back the other way. Once I made it to town three, I quickly let the waters of the Med swipe away any resolve to finish the last two legs of the journey.
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