It's a pity that you didn't manage to walk on that mountain from the photo from the hotel room, but when it happened, what happened, luckily nothing was broken.
There will be an opportunity for a walk another time.
I was returning home yesterday and awkwardly stepped on the curb, sprained my ankle in a short jerk, and I didn't fall only because I was holding on to the parked car with my hands.
Tolearn - we should always look where we are stepping... Which is a little more difficult when we are in a new city, and when everything around us tempts us to look elsewhere, except at the floor in front of us 🙂