Closer to the trunks it was easier, more branches to choose from, and climbing vines for hand and toeholds. She swung herself easily up to a higher branch, feet scrabbling just for a moment before she hoisted herself upright again, she was only a little out of practice, which was the point of getting back into it with both feet, "I usually go to London, sometimes Paris, not a lot of American cities have the right architecture." She replied, making sure the path ahead was still clear.
At the end of the branch she dropped off, catching hold with both hands and pendulum-ing herself into the next tree. It was pretty obvious she'd been taking this path, or those similar, since she was young, she knew it as well as she knew the streets of the city.