I came across this lane way in Europe - San Merino in fact. It was a very cut little village with many small lane ways and little streets up and down the mountain. Wandering around these lane ways was like being in a fairy tale. The locals weren't out and about yet and many of the shops were still shut.The morning fog was just beginning to lift to reveal the sights of the valley below.
These lane ways were extremely neat and tidy, clearly well looked after. The pot plans were well manicured and there was no litter or graffiti to be seen. The little door ways and buildings were freshly painted and well maintained.
In many ways it felt like this place was the same as it had been for hundreds of years. You could almost sense that medieval characters would appear at any time. Perhaps some knights coming out to protect their king,or queen, or some monks tending the gardens.
Like many other lane ways the cobblestones that made it a challenge to walk along had been there for a long time. Many of the locals would have walked along here going about their day to day tasks. Perhaps some horses or donkeys might have as well but there were no sign of these now.
Little balconies protruded over the lane way and lanterns were ready to light the way, particularly as you walked under the archways and around the corners.
These lane ways were so inviting that I really could have stayed much longer. I didn't want to leave but would have loved to have sat on the side of the walk way to watch the locals emerge from the door ways or look out the windows to see the tourists below.