The retreat was by no means, a cakewalk. One lady described it as "military training." Lots of climbing on wet and slippery rocks while holding one child in your arms and another by the hand. Then there were the steep inclines to get from the sleeping/meeting place to the eating place... (see below)
The steep incline that we climbed up - oh I don't know - a million times a day?
The small stream left by the rains. Happy people, regardless of the "military training." Maybe it's just because they were going to lunch?
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