not an easy mountain
06.04.2007 -10 °C
ok... so I climbed and karoline went to dar... bith of us are now in zanzibar, which is the most beautiful place I have ever been.
the funny part about the climb is that I had 2 porters a cook and a guide to get me to the top of the mountain. I'm used to doing all the work when I'm on the mountain, but these guys carried my stuff, cooked my meals and walked in front of me all the way to teh top. It was kinda rediculous! I would be woken up to breakfast in bed, (fresh fruits, egs, toast, tea coffee, etc...) then we'd hike, then after we got to camp, my tent was all set up and they would give me warm water to wash up before afternoon tea time. I felt like such a spoiled brat.
the first few days of the hke were SO easy I think that my grandmother could do it. But the summit day was hell... probably the second hardest physical experience of my life! I mean... I don't know how I made it. I felt like I was on a steep stairmaster from hell... it just kept going up and up and up! By the time I got to the summit I was stumbling around like a drunk man... completely exhausted, but satified that I reached the top of africa!