Our apartment is in an area on the island called Groteberg which is about 10-15 minutes outside of town, the "countryside" if you will. Every morning I take Kyle to work and the traffic is backed up to our neighborhood. Traffic is bothersome, the cars go in the lane with oncoming traffic to pass other cars, cutting people off like its normal. I can't help being annoyed, but then we come down over the hill and this is what I see. I swear its just like off a book cover or out of a painting.

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