mountains used to burn a lot in croatia during the summer, while we were allowed to go down there on holidays… between burning and non-burning mountains, I have to say I vote for burning. it was always such a wicked feeling, watching the red glow night after night, the contrast between the rolling sea and swaying cypresses on the one side, and orange smouldering mountains on the other… also that slight fear that the fire might spread and we might actually have to evacuate seemed to put such a feel of adventure in the air. (hey I was only 10…)
