Back then, in my childhood, I hated going to the Sipiso-piso waterfall. The memories that stuck in my head are those of me crying, either because I was not allowed to get to the bottom of the waterfall which involves going down hundreds of stairs, or because my parents scolded me for asking for piggyback on the way up to the starting point. Continue reading “Sipiso-piso Waterfall”
Sipiso-piso Waterfall
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