a small wander around the eco park, a hitherto unnoticed path, winding its way beyond a set of stairs leading up to the main path, narrowing as it wound onwards and then that sinking feeling at the sight of a rope and a scramble, further we came across what seemed to be a long forgotten grave and then another, an unexpected graveyard upon the hill, a few of them still tended to... then there was a choice, a set of steps leading down in roughly the direction we wanted to go or on along what was now almost the memory of a path, losing the way, doubling back, ending up at another rope, descending towards the graves of people who must have been ridiculously wealthy, statues abounding within what seemed to be vast areas, losing the path again, finding it, markers for the grand trail, this part less than publicised, eventually finding our way down to the city again...