After thirteen days of trekking, surrounded by spectacular mountains, I'm reluctantly headed down. My little toe hurts, my legs don't like trekking more than seven hours a day, I know that 14,000 is exhausting but possible and 16,000 is possible but miserable, I'm tired of "shit pits" (anyone seen Slum Dog Millionaire,) and last but not least, I promised my family and friends that I would be safe. So here I am, safe and snug at 11,400 ft., smile on my face, headed to Namche Lodge happy hour for my first Everest Beer!
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