We climbed Elephant Mountain π΅ π I stopped counting after 400 stairs – I have since died of stair death. π» I am just a ghost now. . . . But seriously! ππ It was the nicest time I’ve had in a while. We didn’t get there until after 6 and it was already way dark. I was worried it would be full of drunks / creeps / make-out sessions. It wasn’t! We kept running into the nicest people! Everyone was encouraging each other. Ran into a group of about 15 #Indonesia students there for someone’s birthday. Then a group of #Korean boys. Then some westerners. A #Chinese girl who was posing for a billion pictures with the help of a #Philippine boy who was great about trying different shots and so patient. Then a sweet #Philippine boy walked us down – he’s just finished a contract in Japan. Everyone was just telling each other ‘you can do it! You’re almost there!’ This is what ‘coming together’ and ‘community’ should look like. β€οΈβ€οΈ Made me fall in love with humanity again.
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