My train was late and I arrived at 11 pm, in the rain, not knowing my way around. While still on the train I watched two young men prepare their backpacks and themselves for rain. I checked the weather report on my iPhone and it wasn’t supposed to rain yet. So I followed the lead of the majority of the passengers and did nothing.

When the train doors opened, we emptied on to the street in the dark, in pouring rain. But I survived. The next morning I put on my backpack and started out on my pilgrimage.