Hello hello,
The last two weeks hiking through the Himalayas to Everest Base camp was amazing…pictures do this place no justice. What was it like? Well, somewhat like climbing a StairMaster for 4-8 hours each day with the air steadily getting colder and less oxygen rich… but the view made it so much more than worth it.
Short Story 1:
I was traveling with one Nepali friend, one Italian pal, and (for 8 days) two lovely Danish girls. Sitting around the yak dung fire we compared cultures, politics, and languages; embracing our similarities and laughing at our differences. Together we gallivanted along until we literally came to a fork in the trail. This marked the moment it was time to part ways with our Danish friends. We went right, and they went left. I was watching their backs when Linda turned around, with tears in her eyes as she gave one last wave goodbye. A wonderful friendship formed in 8 short days…I shall miss those girls... I do hope we meet again.
Short story 2:
I am preparing to clean up, which is a bit of a task with the temperature standing at 0 degrees C and the water feeling still colder than the air. Armed with a washcloth for a towel, a bar of soap, and a bucket, I only hope that my hands and feet will be numb for less than an hour this time. The other option… staying dirty… which, quite frankly, is what most do, inclusive of my dear smelly Italian friend.
Short story 3:
We’re finally walking down the mountain. We’ve made it and are feeling quite tough and proud of ourselves WHEN we pass this little old woman leading a pack of 20 senior citizens up the same path! We ask to find out how old she is… 83…EIGHTY-THREE! I’m thinking about the people I have seen (in their twenties) fall to altitude sickness, exhausted, sick and puking due to the lack of oxygen on the mountain, when this little "engine-that-could" trudges past me. There are no limits, people.
Back in Kathmandu, back to something reminiscent of reality…
One more heel stretch with some lovely Mountains in the background.
The best part of the adventure was that it was completely essential
that I consume a minimum of two Snickers each day
(over fourteen days...that's a Lot O Chocolate...I was in Heaven!)
;0)
Found a monastery in a little village on the side of the mountain...
morning rituals...
Much Love,
Katie