The hulking cliffs of granite, their vast forms striated by wind and water,
seem almost to hold up the land, guarding it from the sea. Beyond them
lies a rugged terrain of crystal quartz and metamorphic rock, sawtooth
ridges and montane forest. This is an ancient landscape, sculpted by
collision and heat, nipped at by waves beating gently but ceaselessly
upon the rock.
A village of cream-colored limestone rises up from the promontory, a
man-made extension of the granite, delicate and refined by comparison.
But right now, it is the architecture of the cliffs that interests you. That,
and the color of the water—a clear blue dappled with green—in which
the cliffs are reflected.
Überwältigende Klippen aus Granit, sanft aber unnachgiebig von Wind
und Wellen geformt. Dahinter erstreckt sich eine felsige Küstenlandschaft.
Ein Dorf aus cremefarbenem Sandstein fügt sich raffiniert in das zerklüftete
Terrain ein. Darunter liegt das Meer — blau mit grünen Flecken — in dem sich
die Klippen spiegeln.
THE
BEAUTY
OF THE
ROCKS
“Traveling — it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
SEAX, IZON
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