When I was a kid, my parents loved to go hiking up the mountain trails. I was pretty excited about it too, because hiking in the outdoors offered the possibility of catching a breath near a river, or a small stream of water.
While the adults were resting, I was always jumping in the water, collecting leaves, wood bits, rocks. I was then turning those improvised material into the most majestic piece of engineering: a dam!
For more than thirty years, my dam-building skills have been pretty much useless. Until today!
Today, after a terrible summer storm, the river next to our house broke, and a flash flood took over the little town we are currently based.
It was intense but beside some inevitable economic damage, no one was hurt.