Day 61 – Hers.
We returned to the Hotel Shanker about 3:30 – we walked from
the Quest office – it was probably quicker than a taxi given the traffic, then
had a swim to wash off the dust and exhaust fumes – and sat in the walled
garden oasis, sipping coffee and preparing ourselves for what is likely to be 2+
weeks of hard work.
Day 61 – His.
Swimming, lazing by the pool and dinner of hamburger and
soup. Not much, but a superb day when you consider what we have up and coming.
My hikers' cough stubbornly refuses to go anywhere and i would worry about it if
it weren’t for the fact that just about every hiker we have met who comes down
from the mountains has exactly the same cough. The streets are full of tired
faces hacking just like me. It is almost a badge of honour. We cough and nod at
each other as we pass in the street. A sort of mutual recognition. Well, it
saves me having to buy a badge for my rucksack. Tomorrow we move to our new
hotel before going onto our host family the next day so internet access is
going to be a bit fraught Gin so the chances are the next updates are going to
be a few weeks from now when we get back from the village. A different kind of
adventure than Everest or Chitwan – but one that is going to need a similar
amount of grit to see through I feel!
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