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本帖最后由 IEASTI 于 2013-7-2 13:15 编辑
在2012年年底，我和我弟弟花了3個星期在尼泊爾，其主要目標是到達珠峰大本營，。此行被分為3個部分，1）觀光加德滿都周圍：尼泊爾的首都，2）徒步到珠峰大本營和 3）前往Chitwan奇旺國家公園。 到珠峰大本營無疑是辛苦而艱鉅的，但我們感受到的宏偉而驚人的風景和夏爾巴人的熱情好客回報。當我們爬上我們的旅程的最高點到Kala Pattar的，我們停下來反思的自然之美和人類在大自然奇蹟多麼的渺小。以下是沿途拍下一些照片，希望你們喜歡。
加德滿都周圍：尼泊爾的首都
這是我們在尼泊爾的第二天開始，遊覽帕坦的杜巴廣場（Patan Durban Square)（聯合國教科文組織世界遺產）。廣場對面是尼泊爾的古代宮殿，還有噴泉，寺廟，偶像和開放的公用地。
這不是一張特別好的照片，但很少有弟和我一起拍的，因為我大部分時間都在相機的背後。
廣場內漫步街頭，我特別喜歡長的狹窄的街道和老建築和旅遊店面，特別是電力電纜橫跨在空中晃來晃去。
這是在廣場的寺廟內。他們應該是祭司或某種holy man?
這些鈴鐺綁在一個單一的大鐘上，我猜應該是一個鈴代表特定的願望。在鈴中都有寫了不同的字，其中有不少寫“LOVE”。
現在想起來才覺得自己笨，應該也綁一個LOVE的上去 :P
印度教神濕婆雕像，他把他的手放在一個陽具上面。
當地人坐在寺廟外面。
我弟試圖模仿在廣場對面的牆畫，還蠻像的！
博物館裡邊。
嗯.這難道就是我們常聽到的空即是色，色即是空嗎..如果要你選擇配樂伴這個姿勢，那會是什麼呢？我不覺得會是佛教音樂？
杜巴廣場拍攝的，清晰的在眼前的是各種寺廟，古蹟和偶像。
換一個角度拍。
這是一個尼泊爾印度教的傳統，在那裡死者的屍體都的神聖Bagmati河上火化。在的火化之前開始時，身體要經過古老的的儀式準備，並且必須在燃燒它之前伸進河裡3次。
然後抬起身體運輸到的葬禮柴堆上被燒毀。
莊嚴的等待最後的家庭成員說再見
塵歸塵，土歸土。
男子在保持火繼續燃燒，然後把燒毀的一切掃進巴格馬蒂河裡。
沒膽子的人還是不要逗留這裡啦。火熱的灰搞到我眼睛刺痛，空氣是滿滿是沉重的香火，煙霧和烤肉類的氣味！！！
某種猴子偶像？雖然我想到的第一件事是Peter Jackson的老外星人的電影“Bad Taste”（google一下吧，如果你不知道它是什麼樣子）。
博達哈大佛塔 - 世界上最大的之一。從西藏的難民湧入大量人口已經看到建設超過50的藏族Gompas（寺院）博達哈周圍。博達哈截至1979年，被聯合國教科文組織列為世界遺產。隨著斯瓦揚布納特寺，它是在加德滿都地區最熱門的旅遊景點之一。 （維基百科提供）
廣角再拍一張。
阿弥陀佛
祈祷轮（西藏人称为玛尼轮）是传播精神文明的祝福和福祉的设备。
這是最後一天拍的，巴克塔普爾杜巴廣場。這是陶器廣場有眾多商家在烘乾陶瓷和銷售他們的商品。
徒步到珠峰大本營
我到尼泊爾之前，有人告訴我，千萬不要搭本地航班或公共交通工具，因為事故發生率是非常高的。事實上，在我們出發之前2012年9月就發生過空難。 （即使在今天事故發生率仍然很高，最近的事故發生在2013年5月）。
離開奧克蘭我倒沒在意，但是當我看到飛機時，我倒吸一口涼氣！TMD! 這是什麼？戰前的遺物？
進了機艙內也沒有給我太多的信心！
我們升空了！
我們的夏爾巴人嚮導興奮的指著我“珠穆朗瑪！珠穆朗瑪！” 美麗的珠穆朗瑪峰，在很遙遠的距離，我們就是要來看這個的！
飛進世界上最危險的機場！Tenzing Hillary Airport！我在youtube上看到很多差點發生事故的影片，在這裡擔心死了，因為著陸跑道的結束是一座磚牆！
唷！！！萬歲！我們安全著陸了！！ @2843米！
分秒必爭。拿了我們的包就直接走！開始我們的史詩般的旅程！
去納姆澤的路上，一直看到很多很有特色的夏爾巴人。
夏爾巴人是非常友好的，這個男孩好奇地看著我，我趕緊拍他的照片。
一路上我們看到很多像這些車隊和騾子/驢子隊通過下山。
我們路上經過很多像這樣的橋樑。
年輕的夏爾巴人的孩子，永遠的粗糙和襤褸，但總是不亦樂乎。
上山的路上经过了典型的夏爾巴人村莊，夏爾巴人就是知道怎么挑好地方！
一群僧侣在去纳姆泽的路上休息。
这是纳姆泽巴扎尔，尼泊尔昆布地区的主要贸易中心，有警察局，邮局和银行。我在这发了几个明信片，但很多都寄丢！
我们到达纳姆泽的第二天它开始下雪，好冷哦！
下雪天气冷了。当地人都烧干牛粪。牛粪燃烧非常好，晚上我们都用这个保暖。
对啦，当地人处理粪便的时候都赤手空拳，处理我们的食品也是空手空拳。 0.o“
又来一张我们兄弟的合照！这是纳姆泽的顶部。
这马到底是在幹什么？
很可爱的一个当地女孩。她的表情是在说奇怪，为什么她的窗外有一个陌生阿伯在拍我。
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...人生的第一个白色圣诞，不过这里没有圣诞老人....
隔天气放晴了很好..美丽的纳姆泽铺上了一层薄薄的雪。
Tengboche修道院（3867米），在昆布地区最大的寺院，始建于1923年。
据说，登顶珠穆朗玛峰的第一个夏尔巴人Tenzing Norgay曾被发送到的Tengboche寺出家为僧。
路上许多佛塔之一。
站在Dingboche丘陵上面（4800米），你可以看到下面的小镇。
有趣的是，在珠峰大本营其实不能看到山峰，中间的山其实是西藏的一个山峰。
我弟与我登顶Kala Patthar（5545米），在上面能清楚的看到珠穆朗玛的高峰。
在我身后是珠穆朗玛峰，世界之巅。下面是珠峰大本营，在冬季是什么都没有。但在登峰季节，大本营区域成为大本营城市，会有发电机，照明，酒吧！
回程从卢卡拉飞回加德满都，这是全世界最危险的机场。
由于雾风，我们的航班被延误..因此，我们看了几个小时的飞机起降。
奇旺國家公園
在奇旺国家公园美丽的日落。奇旺国家公园是世界遗产，它曾经是尼泊尔的王族在冬季季节喜爱猎场。
幸运的拍到鸟群飞过黄昏！
在奇旺公园的第一晚导游带我们去看当地人的文化表演。
我弟说看到有美眉，有吗？
我们的导游带我们在游船沿河流国家公园，大雾天因此很难看到动物在哪里，但也看到有不少鳄鱼。我猜应该没人会在这里游泳吧。
当地塔鲁人推船。
刚好看到水牛过河。
野生鹿，这只一看到就狂奔了。
可爱的小象，非常好奇的动物。
年轻的大象在公园训练给人家骑大象旅游。
我这样打扮人家都以为我是当地人呢。
骑大象游，发现了一只年轻的独角犀牛。我们近距离的存在似乎没有打扰到它，大家一起静静地拍照。
不过骑大象拍照是好难哦！
出发路线
其实走珠峰大本营只有两条路可走。。
一个距离比较远，需时比较长 （大概16-18天）
我们走的路线短一些（12天）
主要分别是长的路线经过Gokyo Lakes, Cho Lo Pass
我们走的路线如下
(第一天)飞机到达Lukla 2860m, 暴走到Phakding 2610m -----> (第二天)走到 Namche 3440m，这是到珠峰大本营途中最大的市镇，虽然路途短但超级斜！超级累！ -----> (第三天)在Namche待一天，走到这么高的地方要让身体适应一下，不然会有高山反应 （头痛、头晕、恶心、呼吸困难、心跳加快等症状。也叫山晕，是缺氧的一种。）-----> (第四天)继续走到Tengboche 3867m, 这里有个大佛庙，记得这路也不是一般的陡，走的脚爆疼呀，到这开始下雪，床头放瓶水，隔天都结冰了～！-----> (第五天)到Dingboche 4530m 到这我头疼的要死，又想吐，导游说是高原反应，给了药我吃。。-----> (第六天)继续头疼，睡了一天,基本上如果有高原反应的话是不能继续走的，一定要等身体适应了才能进行，否则会有生命危险！ -----> (第七天) Lobuche 4940m, 到珠峰大本营的最后一个站 -----> (第八天) Everest Base Camp 5364m, 终于到达了，看到珠峰周边大自然的美我真的无语了。。。怎么说了，照片再美也没有亲身看美！！！-----> (第九天) 爬上Kala Patthar 5545m 全程的最高点！ 这峰我花了两个小时!我觉得是我人生最难的两个小时，每走十步就要停一下休息，空气太稀薄了，身体没有足够的氧气活动不了！到了最高峰我们就开始下山-----> (第十到十二天) 回程，下山带来比上山容易得多了，花了九天的时间上山，3天就下来了，当然每天走好长的路，但是肺活量因为有足够的氧气一点都不累呢！！！
以下是我当时写的日记。。。写的是英文希望大家不会介意吧
Nepal Day 1
Day 1 08/12/2012:
We arrived at the airport fairly late, around 10.15pm 8th Dec 2012 (NZT 5.30am, HKT 12.30am) , once we disembarked we got on the connecting bus which moved literally only 100m before we got to the terminal, you wonder why bother with the bus if we could all just walk...
As we made it into immigration my quick packing on the last night before we flew out starts to haunt me... Great! I forgot to bring along my passport photos for the visa!! But no panic, in places like these there are people to provide you service for a fee... US$5 for two passport sized photos... Perfect! The actual visa process took awhile as what turned out to be a highly inefficient system involving 4 officials, 1 to take your US$40 for a 30 day multi entry visa, the rest who hand writes the information on a piece of sticker and stick it into the passport, by the time we got out of immigration 30mins have gone by...
We then met the drivers who picked us up and a lot of randoms posing as part of the group asking for tips trying to help move your luggage, reminds me of china train stations a few years back... The drive from airport to our hotel (Hotel Marshyandi) took around 10-15 minutes, driver told us in normal day traffics could take up to 45min... I was somewhat surprise by the lack of infrastructure, there were no street lights all the way and the roads were very small and narrow and it feels like you are driving offroad for a super bumpy ride... I guess I'll reserve my judgement when i actually see what's outside with there is more light...for the most part it was literally pitch black...
When we got to the hotel, Bryant and I quickly acknowledged it was no luxury resort we are staying in, we climbed two flight of stairs into a small room which the door opened straight into my bed, once we laid down our luggage there was no room to walk so pretty much jumped on each others bed to get on the other side of room...but whatever we are flexible people... It's getting late and the guide is going to meet us 8am at the lobby! Time to call it a night, signing off....
Nepal Day 2: Touring Kathmandu
Day 2 09/12/2012:
I think I am having some jet lag, it's 4am local time but 11.15am in Auckland and I'm rolling in and out of sleep... It doesn't help when your brother is snoring up a storm along with sounds of big massive trucks driving by, random knocking, digging noises, and some weird bird sound, perhaps an owl, hmm i tell myself as i get accustomed to the time difference i should be able to sleep through all this...Slowly but painfully my alarm sounded, it's 7.00am time to wake up...
The first thing that I noticed was, there was no hot water!! As I stand naked in the freezing shower, I shouted to bryant to call reception... The magic was leave the tap on for about 5 minutes, then the hot water will come! Phew I was beginning to think they are trying to train me for the subsequent 12 days of no showering trekking the Himalayan ranges....
The guide came very late, only turned up at nine, while they told us to be ready at 8...perhaps that is Nepalese timing! Just like Malaysian timing lol... So today's plan is to do a tour of some of the city's heritage sites, we are going to visit Patan Durbar Square, Pashupatinath, and Boudhnath...
Our first stop is Patan Durbar Square, i think Kathmandu in day light looks and feel a lot different to my impression last night, although it does feel somewhat like rural India, certainly a large part of the population looks like Indian, with the rest with a bit fairer skin looking like tanned Chinese? Actually I was thinking if I wore their clothes and had similar haircut i could actually blend in... The traffic in the city is chaotic, there are no traffic lights, lots of pedestrians walking in the middle of the road and plenty of motorcycles around... And I suppose as expected most people don't ware a helmet or protective gear, see plenty of people in suits of woman in traditional dresses humming along side our private car... There doesn't seem to be many public transport, although you do see tuk tuks and mini buses, they were all filled to overcapacity with people hanging off the back railings etc, the guide said they are mainly for local people, I'm not sure if I want to travel in one of them.
So we finally got to the Patan Durban Square, a whole bunch of temples temples and more temples (I'll upload pictures after the trip), somewhat surprising is that Chinese tourist often have discounted entry into many tourist sites, we are talking of nearly half price of what others will have to pay, when I asked the rationale they told me it is because China is a neighboring country so Chinese are very welcomes (India enjoys the same discount with the added benefit of open border, there is no visa needed to travel into Nepal for an Indian)...
We whisked in and out of the temples murdering my cameras memory card and battery... But no attraction visits goes without the guide trying to get you to do some tourist priced (read overpriced) shopping, so this time it is singing bowls or medicine bowls, a metallic bowl made from 7 alloys and produces a loud ringing sound that can be specifically tuned to your natural body frequency, apparently it can take away body aches and migraine by putting the bowl on the affected body part and hitting it repetitive times an let the sound and vibration ripple through your body, i don't exactly know the science behind it but bryant said he didn't feel a thing after given a live demonstration... And the price for all that... .... Wait for it, a big US$380!!! A lot of money given average income is less than US$200 a year, we didn't show any interest while the shopkeeper brought out smaller, less flash and cheaper variants, until the whole floor was filled with these singing bowls....
They then realised we are mainly tyre kickers and said good bye, the guide was fairly disappointed of not being able to capture some commission. I told him I needed a travel adaptor instead so he took me to a local electronic store, 50rs (Nepali rupees, US$1 = c.86rs) bargain I'd say considering Mr Dick Smith tried to charge me nearly NZ$20 for it), I later also got a charging cable for 100rs, the guide wasn't with me so I probably overpaid, but small price to pay for my careless packing :)
The next stop is Pashupatinath Temple, it is the first Hindu temple in Kathmandu and is one of the most significant Hindu temples of Lord Shiva in the world according to Wikipedia, somewhat a moot point for us since non Hindu are not allowed to enter, but what we did see definitely made up for it...
Flowing next to the temple is the holy Bagmati river, upon which cremations of the dead is done and ashes poured into the river... And if you were wondering yes we did see a live cremation, from the ritual preparation, washing of the body, cleansing till the subsequent lighting of the fire... I was somewhat coy on taking photos but the guide said it is a common ritual for the people, as long as you respect the culture taking photos is fine... A very weird feeling for myself, I guess I'm just not used to the notion of seeing my dead ancestors prepared publicly and cremated publicly for all to see...
The strangest feeling came as ashes from the previous cremation drifted up upon where I was taking photos until i realized I was covered in it, don't worry the guide said, ashes to ashes, dust to dust... I guess we leave nothing behind in this world takes a literal meaning :0
Our last stop is the Boudhnath, one of the most popular tourist attraction in Kathmandu and one of the largest stupas in the world. Some of you would've seen the photo I've taken at a restaurant but the DSLR photos will have to come a bit later (and i hope they are worth the wait). The structure is actually solid so there is nothing inside, lining the walls prayer wheels which people walk around the structure in clockwise manner spinning the wheels along the way to pray for good luck and good fortunes. We saw many pilgrims that were doing some extensive and serious praying along the way.
Outside the structure there were many Buddhist monasteries, we entered one and surprise surprise it looks extremely familiar with the ones I've seen in HK down to the faces of the statues and decoration (my grandfathers and grandmother are buried right next to a Buddhist monastery so they can "hear" the monks chanting each morning), I suppose just how all churches are similar.
A shopping round 2 was on the cards but our skills of saying no also got better, 5 minutes had passed and they were sure we on our way back to the hotel :) We met our trekking guide back at the hotel and did a last check on the gear we brought along... The idea of 10 days trekking up the mountain still seems daunting, I guess time will tell if my (lack of) training will come back to haunt me. The early flight tmr to Lukla certainly doesn't make it any more appealing...
We did our last minute packing as to be trek ready, and it's now dinner time, time for some free roaming, exchange some money and perhaps some shopping... Food is generally quite expensive on a relative sense to what the local eats, because we are staying at a tourist area each meal would cost you around US$5-6, and everything has a 23% tax on top of it so be sure whether prices quoted are on a incl./excl. tax basis as it does make a difference...
In case you were wondering where I am getting my internet connection from, most restaurants will provide free wifi, but if you want Internet on the move you can get a prepay sim card at one of the local shops, look out for the Ncell sign (their carrier) on the shop front, I got a data only card for 325rs (c. US$4) and a 500mb data pack cost about 450rs (c. US$6), and the shopkeeper said i should have connection all the way to basecamp, not bad for a supposedly third world country, you can get 20gb mobile Internet for roughly US$50, which by my calculation is cheaper than NZ! You should be ashamed NZ!!! As an aside Bryant bought a sim card as well only to find his work blackberry locked to Vodafone lol, reason why I always have a two phone policy despite given a work phone!!!
Anyway it's actually 5:00am and I should be asleep catching some rest for the early flight tmr, signing off... Until next time!
Nepal Day 3: Treking to Phakding
Day 3 10/12/2012:
Big day today, we catching the 8.30 flight to Lukla to start our trekking. As usual I start the morning with a hot shower, got up at 6 but it appears it is still dark outside. I remembered the guide yesterday told us that sun goes up late and down early during winters so people only work 10-4pm during winter hours. So 6am wake up would probably be considered early for the local people.
The morning shower is not without drama, as we began to understand the experiences of the locals. Halfway through the shower the power turned off, a power cut it appears, after 5min the power came back on, but with the lights flickering the whole way through, and none of the power plugs are working, which made sense now why the power aren't working last night when i charged my batteries.
We then reached the domestic airport, another hectic place with local hauling bags and bags of onions, crates of drinks etc to be shipped up the mountain for Trekkers, I got a feeling food up the mountain will be very expensive.
Fog delayed our flight to Lukla for two hours, and the wait in the airport ain't exactly flash, we had kids shitting themselves (literally) next to you people waiting to steal your seat (I stood up to stretch and a man tried to put his bag on my seat as I stretched to claim it) ...
But we got on our way, the plane was very small, old propeller style, with no sound proofing, no wonder the air hostess was handing out cotton like handing out candies as I sheepishly asked her what it's for, "for your ears" she tells me, well I guess I'll stuff some in my ear for good measures... And boy was I glad I did, I sat next to the engine and as it started up a thunderous roar came out of it as the whole plane shakes and hummed... I was beginning to remember the advice my friend gave me, if you want to live don't take local transport, especially buses and planes.... I start to wonder if I'd make it to Lukla alive!!!
I must thank the guide for giving me a heads up, he whispered in my ear before we boarded, sit on the left hand side, up the front that's where you'd get the best views! And the best views i got. The flight to Lukla is absolutely spectacular as you fly close to the mountain ranges over and under the clouds... "There there" the Sherpa guide said as he pointed to mt everest and quickly taking a few snaps himself... I quickly followed with a bunch of shots from the dslr myself! Boy am I glad i brought along a polarizing filter to get rid of the windows reflection.
The flight ended with a dramatic landing as I squint my eyes through the cockpit to see awaits us at the end of the upward slopping runway was a solid brick wall with welcome painted on it... The welcome sign became bigger and bigger as the plane came to a screaming landing and got a bit too big for my comfort, but the pilot skillfully turned right off the main runway... I swear he looked around and gave me cheeky wink although I can't say whether it was the effect of heighten adrenaline pumping through my body... I guess they call it one of the world's most dangerous airport (ironically I should be well versed with dangerous airports as during my childhood we flew by concrete skyscrapers in and hk old Kai Tak airport, another deadly airport in its own right).
By the time we got there it was around 11.30am, the sherpa organized the porter to carry our luggage to the lodge we are staying for the night, as we set out for our trek to everest base camp. We strolled leisurely through Lukla, as the Sherpa stopped for a quick bite, Bryant and I decided to try some local samosas and the equivalent of Nepali naan read (a wheel looking bread)... Both cost 40rs each, cheap, I reckon I could live off that for the next ten days without paying through the nose for pizzas and steaks.
The first part of the trip was quite a delight, as we leisurely strolled through local villages, as we passed through local kids playing, woman farming and planting, local men transporting goods up the mountain for tourist consumption... I am
really feeling quite good, perhaps the trek is not as strenuous as people make it out to be, perhaps my hiking experiences in NZ is carrying me through. I'm actually feeling quite confident about the trip now. We then saw a short skinny man carrying 96kg of goods!!!! Must be nearly twice his weight!!!! A close examination of what he was carrying revealed boxes and boxes and San Miguel lol, and you wonder why food and drinks are so expensive here!!
I snapped heaps of photos on the way, of buildings and people, of donkey convoys and people ridding on horses, it was immensely worrying as the picture counter dropped below 999 photos ( I have a 32gb compact flash card which I have never seen the counter below 999)... I wonder at this rate will I reach base camp before running of memory!
I suppose the novelty of villages and cows quickly wears off and I find my trigger happy finger ease off a little. Or perhaps the wearing off of initial excitement after getting on with the trek, what ever it is I took less and less photos along the way, I started to feel myself panting a bit more, maybe it's just my wearing a bit too much. But taking off the extra layers didn't seem to help strike off the heavy feeling in my legs... I asked the Sherpa how long do we have to go? "one hour" what!? One hour? I was sure he said one hour an hour ago...
Then the dreaded feeling started sink in, I felt stupid for having the false confidence beforehand, how can I even fathom the thought that doing the everest base camp would be easy... It was always going to be hard let alone someone who had sat his fat ass in office all day and night without any physical training...and this was supposed to be the easy day, the porter carried most of my weight, I'm carrying only a day pack we are still at a relatively low altitude and are only covering half the distance we are doing tmr... Sigh... Breathe in breathe out, you can do it!
I guess Bryant is feeling it too, he kept asking is this the village we are staying tonight? And the Sherpa as if taunting us always gave us a resounding no, with a laugh that instinctively sounded like you first world people are a joke we haven't even started! But to our surprise as we were about to give up he pointed "there it is, Phakding, five minutes!" Oh God that's the best news of the day!!!
The plan of eating chocolate and snakes and skim on pricey meals flew out the window, I just want a hot meal thank you!!!! I was warned prior that meat in the mountains would have to be carried up from Lukla, so don't eat the meat here as by the time it gets to the lodges may have spoilt already... But surely if we can get to the lodge in a few hours the meat should still be good? Oh well I don't care I am going to have my chicken drumstick tonight, you can say "told you so" tmr if anything does happen.
So we quickly got changed into comfortable clothing in our room. It is only 4pm so we still have a bit of time before dinner. I suppose there really isn't much to do in a little village like this. This is where a kindle or a book comes in handy. It didnt take long before we started to feel the chill in the room, the sun is starting to set and you can really feel the temperature dropping considerably, if the day time temperature is around 18c, i'd say the room was probably down to 12 degrees while we make haste to the dinning area where heaters are provided. The hot meal idea is even more tempting now.
But yes prices are expensive meals generally cost around Rs.600 and around Rs.80 for a cup of drink. We ordered our dinner for 5.30pm as we sat reading. And as minutes passed we felt colder and colder until we were shivering and cowering next to the heater. The hot dinner couldn't come any quicker.
We sat next to a Canadian Chinese girl who was also going up to base camp, she said she was used to the cold, and it gets to -17degrees where she lived. Hmm... I can entertain the idea of going to base camp and enduring some sub zero temperature for a week, but living in cold for an extended period of time?! That thought scares me, I'd have my summer, beaches and water sports thanks.
Bryant and I both ordered a chicken and macaroni, there were five or six pieces of chicken, dipped into some sorta spices and deep fried, the meat was overcooked but at this point we couldn't care less. I mean I'm eating fried chicken in the middle of no where!! I literally just devoured the meal, eating like we have never eaten before, and when we have finished, we no longer felt the cold. Argh, we suddenly clicked, we were just lacking energy, obviously the bars of chocolate, the samosas and the naan didn't provide us enough energy for the 3 hour trek. I don't think skimping on food is a good idea around here.
After dinner the Sherpa came to explain the plan for tomorrow. We will set out at 8am and trek for 3 hours until we reach xxxxx, sorry the name escapes me, then we stop for rest and lunch before we ascend 700m over another 3 hours to Namche, where we will spend the next day acclimatizing.
We returned to our room after the briefing. Gosh it's only 7.00pm and it's pitch black! Just as well I was feeling quite tired so I slipped into my sleeping bag and call it a night, big mistake... It's 3am now as I lie wide awake typing this out. Oh well, until next time, signing out.
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