- I’ve decided that without a bathroom tent, I would have officially abandoned ship by this point. Still nauseous during breakfast, but not as bad as Mary.
- Our “short hike” up Barranco Wall turned into a massive traffic jam as climbers and porters made their way up the rocks. Lots of ups and downs and rock climbing and waiting. Bounty bars made the hike a little more bearable.
- Drama of the day: when we arrived at camp, the bathroom tent was NOT READY! Turns out the water source for this camp site is a little ways away and our porters are still bringing water back for the toilet. Still, changing into camp clothes feels pretty good.
- Now it’s raining. Awesome. After feeling crappy all day, I’m now freezing and the thought of food makes me want to vomit. Laura and Mary think they are being helpful by suggesting foods that might sound appetizing, but it all gets to me and I break into tears. Way to be the wussy Zapapas.
- Our Utah friends came to say hi. It made me feel better and worse. Better because they are wonderful and funny and positive. Worse because they all looked super warm and said they are used to skiing when it’s 10 below and know how to layer. My version of skiing is 50 degrees and sunny. A hot water bottle in the sleeping bag makes things a little better and at least I avoid the mid-night bathroom run.
- Laura gets dressed so much faster than I do. I tell her this and she says, “well I had to pee.” (I’m sure she loves that I shared that. We talked a lot more about bathroom topics than anyone should.) A mocha and the sun coming out make things a little brighter, but I’m still trying to figure out how Aunt Carol did this twice and loved it.
- I have an altitude brain moment and try to put my gaiter on over my other gaiter. Doesn’t work so well.
- We pass Barafu camp and pause to rest in the sun. It feels amazing. As we start heading up towards our cheater camp for the night, porters carrying a stretcher pass us, going up to bring down a hiker in trouble. That is tempered by all the people we pass who are on their way down who say it’s so worth it and to take one step at a time. Feels good to know we are within striking distance.
|Enjoying the heat of the sun|
- The afternoon and evening are spent trying to balance rest and cramming food down our throats. Of the three rules on the mountain (eat enough, drink enough, pole pole), pole pole has become the easiest. Dinner is grilled cheese and tomato sandwiches which is a Godsend because it actually is appetizing. And even though it doesn’t feel like I slept, apparently I was snoring. So, go me.