My last week in Australia, I spent on the beach with my family.  It was wonderful but the weather not so great.  We had three sunny days but the rest of them went from pretty wet to very, very wet.  However one of the blessings of that was that Gem and I went running on the beach in the rain.  It was one of the most amazing experiences, I remember feeling so present, so alive and free.  And I got to share the experience with Gem which always makes something special.

I was reminded of that experience the other day when I was walking in the hills in the rain.  I remembered how much I wanted to blog about it so I wouldn’t forget it.  I also don’t want to forget my experience in the hills.  I set off with Martin but when it started to rain a little he and Nina turned back.  I kept going.  I thought I’ll turn back when it gets really heavy.  It didn’t get heavy until I was right up the top.  I got really wet but the view over Chulu and the Andes with the rain pelting down was incredible.  I again had that feeling of being so present, alive and free.

Walking back home I encountered a few families also out in the rain with their soap, all having a shower.  I guess if you don’t have running water you have to take advantage of any water and they were having lots of fun.  We smiled at each other.  I do feel for them though their whole houses get pretty wet in the rain and with dirt floors I don’t imagine they are very comfortable.  I felt very grateful to have a dry house to go home to, well mostly, this place does leak a little but after seeing their places I tried not to let that worry me that night.