Here's a great idea:
Take two people with no extensive camping/trekking experience, set them
loose in the highest mountain range in the world and see how they do. Yes,
i admit- i am an idiot.
So, monday we spent at ganden monastary. It was a very quiet day of rest
and relaxation before the big hike.
Tuesday: Eric and Corrina (our irish trekking buddies) show up to the
monastary with our guide early in the morning. The guide is talking with
the yak man and working out last minute details. After a minute or two of
talking with the guide, we find out that this man has never done this trek
before. I'm thinking to myself, "what are we paying you for?" I admit, it
makes me a little bit nervous. But the yak boy (who is responsible for the
yaks) knows the way so that makes me feel a little bit better. We begin
our hike. It is beautiful. All around are towering mountains and you can
see the valley floor below. We don't ascend too much so the fatigue isn't
so great. I'm thinking, " i can do this...piece of cake."
Tuesday night: We
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