At that time i am and 6 my friends were climbing to Papandayan Mountain in Garut, West Java. The weather at that time was very sunny and sometimes we took a break in the middle of the trip. Some brewed coffee, took pictures and some eat snacks while enjoying the view, in the middle of our rest we could see from afar another group was approaching us. We greeted and talked to each other, but there was a little bit that surprised me because there was a baby in the group. The baby was carried by his father using a baby carrier, he looked cute and very cheerful on the climb that time. We all love and admire the baby so much and he is named "Maxi" (13months old)
