But eventually even we had to come down off that mountain. We stopped briefly to look at a couple of very high, knife-thin waterfalls, and this bridge. I did take pictures of the waterfalls, but they didn't really come out because the waterfalls were so tall. Heidi and I walked all the way across this bridge, but Dad and Jon spent as little time on it as possible. When we came back, Dad had struck up a conversation with two guys visiting from New Zealand.
There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.
- Robert Louis Stevenson