Up at 5:00. Not sure why.
Some random thoughts.
- Paid $15 to charge my battery. Lasted 2 days due to cold.
- Something always needs to be charged. Phone, mp3 player, watch, and or battery.
- Packed correct clothing for I did not get cold on the mountain nor in the teahouses.
- The higher up the mountain the more goods cost. Duh.
- Sad to say I’m getting use to non Western toilet. A skill I was not hoping to aquire.
- Good food; bad food; you eat for calories.
- Always share a smile and kind word with others. Friends are found anywhere & anytime.
At times when heading up toward the passes I would come to a complete stop. Hunched over my poles hopeful to find enough oxygen to feed my muscles. My internal energy reserves below zero. Unsure I’d be able to lift my foot again.
I now know what the phase, “dig deep” means. If I want to see my wife again – MOVE!
I have spent my life as a nomad. Move for work, a better life, and for whatever reason. I now define home as where my wife is. She is my home. I need to nothing else. Home.
Trekkers are a group of people I can identify with. We come from all over the world for lots of different reasons. It a minimum we all enjoy walking, shouldering our burden, and seeing the sights. From sunrise at a pass, fog covered forest, seeing lakes that look like clouds, and whatever comes our way. We are a happy group of travelers.
We favor function over fashion. Yet, our fashion is great. We look like folks going someplace.
We walk with a smile on our face, curiosity in our hearts and minds, and a peacefulness in our soul.
I enjoy the sunshine dancing on face, the wind playing with my hair, and the sound of boot hitting the path. I feel connected to the world around me.
My thoughts are free of day to day needs. I’m at peace in my soul. Time to think about whatever I wish. I spend most of my time enjoying the past. I do make room for thoughts of the future, too.
In the distance I hear the call of a yak bell.