Cogne, the enchanted mountain
Magical, magical our Cogne! I am so tired, Cogne is a mirage, but also my regenerating refuge! And so I arrive from Milan hot and exhausted. The time for a hug, a goodbye, I put my luggage down and escape to the balcony of my room, here I find myself immersed in the meadow of my heart of that invigorating green [...].
