Now, suddenly, he was in pain, with cramps, couldn’t walk, and the rest of the group had gone way ahead.
To add to the confusion, there was some issue up ahead which led to the police barricading the road. So those who’d already gone ahead, could no way come back.
Night was falling, and my uncle didn’t have a change of clothes, or even a blanket, since he’d given off his luggage. And blankets are really important – everyone carries one – because the nights on the hill get really cold and windy.
There were a couple of shops nearby, but none of them had blankets. And my uncle couldn’t move much anyway due to the pain.
How did the Lord come to my uncle’s rescue? Concluded tomorrow!