Water ways

"The more I know you, the stranger you get," Tubby Hubby (TH) tells me.

Case in point: He and I were trekking along the Hong Kong trail. The guidebook promised us "half a dozen steep, rocky streams" but, because this is the dry season, all we saw were trickles.

I soon became obsessed with finding my holy grail - a proper stream , possibly a waterfall.

Then I thought I heard it...

Me (excitedly): "Listen, isn't that the sound of water trickling?"

TH didn't even bother to stop. "Nope, that's the sound of your water bottle sloshing."

And he was right. Sigh, I hate it when he knows me better than I know myself.