The next step
We had stayed too long. We got “nighted” on a northern Philippine mountain after hiking up through the rice paddies. I had fallen in one, so it was good that it was a warm evening. A thunderstorm had come through as we descended the dim pathways. Coming to a small village of grass-roofed homes on tall stilts we paused under one of them, sheltering from a downpour. Tom and I were discovered by the homeowner who insisted that we come up and join him in the house where it was dry and warm.
