What happens when a person in his late-twenties with an underutilized English degree finds a steady life in the US boring and decides to keep moving to random countries? What will he eat? What goes on in his crazy head? You'll have to read to find out.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Day 20: Deurali to Machhacpuchhre Base Camp to Deurali 4km (263km total)
The morning greeted me with clouds. After eating my egg with toast and free jam, I asked the innkeeper. "Hey man, you think it's gonna clear up today?"
"Yep! I think so."
That set it. I climbed an hour and a half to Machhapuchhre Base Camp in hope that when I reached higher up, the late morning sun would break up the clouds. When I reached the top, the clouds were even thicker. I decided to wait a bit before hiking higher up to Annapurna Base Camp.
I shared a pot of tea and some biscuits with a Dutch woman. By 11:30, it was clear that the weather wouldn't improve. I therefore went back down to Deurali where my bag was waiting and read Dickens all day. This ruined my plans of hiking up, then going down a village or two, then stop the next day at the Jhinu hot springs. Since my cash was low, I could only add one extra day instead of two. I chose to give the extra day to the scenery instead of the springs.
There were some neat people at the lodge, which was full the second night, so I actually didn't read too much of my Dickens. I also got to have more of that great dal bhat. I had to share a room that night with six others, which was fine, but a bit noisy. The sunset was lovely, bursting with purples and oranges coming up through the small V of the gorge below.
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