Reminiscing about travels is the next best thing to do if travel is restricted. Last night over dinner, we reminisced about our near-disaster adventure 3 years ago.

There were 7 of us with 13 pieces of luggage. 13 because it was winter. But only 4 can carry. We were in a train station on our way to the airport, but on the wrong platform. There was less than 10 minutes before our train leaves 3 levels below us. We miss this train, we miss the flight. We say bye-bye to the next travel plan. Now do the math: how do we get to the train on time?

Solution (short version): Miracle.

Solution (long version): Each of the 4 took as many luggage as possible and wheeled them to the nearest escalator or elevator. Upon reaching one level down, we ran back to get the remaining bags or luggage. Rinse. Repeat. Until the destination platform was reached. There was crying and praying and panting like rabid dogs. The other 3 teleported. Literally a few seconds after the last one got in, train doors closed. That day, we converted to Christianity!

This actually happened 3 years ago –ending our Korean vacation with fireworks. Now we are all laughing about it. Such are stuff that memories are made of.

When timing is not just the best option, when it is the 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 option, that can only be God’s timing.

I raise this cup to adventures! Cheers!

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