In a matter of time, Nolan and I exit the hotel and walk down a narrow path that is a bit far from the building.

And before us is a small overflowing river.

A few people take pictures, point at the river, and enjoy the good view.

As I come closer to the bank of the river, I bend down and watch how the gentle water moves over the small rocks beneath the surface.

I think to myself that this is so clear that it can't be real. After dipping my fingers into the water and tasting a bit, I say to ...