I see a splash after every step Stephanie takes. Her shoes are soaked even though we just started walking. She's wearing a garbage bag as a rain jacket to protect our bag from the rain. We need to move fast. Otherwise the river will be too high and its stream will be too fast for us to cross. The path goes up and down. Water is running down the mountain; a hundred dried up streams wake up. So the path turns into a small creek, and sometimes, when going up, the path turns into a waterfall. So we climb up and down small waterfalls, while more and more water is coming down. One quick step after the other. I smile from ear to ear.

It's Monday today. I arrived on a Monday. Two weeks ago. I saw Stephanie waving through the glass while I waited for my luggage. I smiled and she smiled back. I walked towards her. She pressed her hand against the glass. I did the same. A melodramatic play followed. We laughed. Pure happiness is the simplest feeling!