The city was burning and so we retreated to the mountains. One of us vomited along the way.
When we arrived at our destination and stepped out of the car I could feel the monsoon-alive-mountains coming for us. In the night I was afraid that I would be buried alive by all the encroaching life. The next day we took a tour of the nearby town and played games in our guest house game room.
We left to go back to the city a day earlier than planned.