Sitting in my very high mountain room in Nanche at 6:00 am eating chocolate, still in the sleeping bag, still dreaming at night of trying to reach base camp, camp one...such a clearly defined dream, with few distractions, so different from the elusive phantoms of ordinary life.
sherpa stew |
fresh Yak cheese |
500 year old Tibetan mandala |
Namche |
drying clothes in Namche |
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