Feeling: FLIGHTY (in a plane, not a skitty sense) Fly out day. I awoke at 5am, managing to hustle back to sleep for another 50; I then got up, donned my disgusting New Balances (binned as soon as I was back) and banged on my Beats. Then I walked around Thamel for an hour giving … More Feeling: FLIGHTY (in a plane, not a skitty sense)
Feeling: THE LAST FEW DAYS Back to Thamel: our hotel upgraded us to The Everest Suite. So we each had our first shower in nine days (oh so glorious), I got to shave my armpits (heaven) and dropped our washing off to be, well, washed (poor guy). Spot of shopping, a trekkers massage each (the … More Feeling: THE LAST FEW DAYS
Feeling: FLIGHT MODE 4.55am sung out and we were up. I had made Carig set multiple alarms – he was firm on no more than three, under the promise that if we dozed through he would be forking our for a helicopter to get us back. You see, flights to and from Lukla airport are … More Feeling: FLIGHT MODE
Feeling: THE TREK BACK (UP) & DOWN Last day in Namche: a stretch, cards over tea, the bakery cafe for six hours as I wrote wrote wrote (massive in roads; I’ll have this book full first edit through by end of August). I went and saw my friend at her Tibetan Handicraft Shop and showed … More Feeling: THE TREK BACK (UP) & DOWN
Feeling: THE KHUMBU LIFE NAMCHE DAY 1: Fitting being a Sunday, as we took a day of rest. I arose at 3am and awoke Craig by playing him a video from the previous day; he was lovely enough to converse with me for a few moments, before telling me to go the fuck back to … More Feeling: THE KHUMBU LIFE
Feeling: ALTY (-tude, not -ernative) So; the go with altitude. The first time I ever went into it, I had no idea what it actually referred to. All I knew was that less oxygen could affect functionality, and taking a medicine called Diamox could hinder such happenstances. But last time I took more notice, and … More Feeling: ALTY (-tude, not -ernative)
Feeling: ABOUT 3400M HIGH – OH WAIT, WE ARE! DAY THREE: Chheplung to NAMCHE!!!!!!! So what we were told should take five days we’ve smashed in three. Almost 100km. Not for some afflictions though; I awoke and fell over as the calves were staunchly stiff this morning. An unpleasant pulling sensation at the base of … More Feeling: ABOUT 3400M HIGH – OH WAIT, WE ARE!
