Dun dun dunnnn.... I'm so hardcore. I was out until 5am the night before last, then came back to the hostel for about 15 minutes, then went out to climb Mount Fuji with a few guys from the hostel. I slept for about an hour on the bus, then was good to go. It was kind of intimidating when I showed up there. People were decked out in leg wraps, massive backpacks, wooden sticks and ski poles, special jackets, oxygen tanks and the like. I had my shorts, my short-sleeved jacked-shit thing that I bought here, a smelly T-shirt from dancing all night at a club, my green Adidas retro safety shoes--and a slight hangover. So there we go, up the mountain. Me, a French dude, an English dude, an American, all looking very much unprepared.
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