We are almost half way there, in one dimension at least, that being altitude. There are, of course, many many dimensions to it all. Some are absolute, as in ~14,000 ft at Dingboche, 7am breakfast time, 1 liter of boiled water. Some are transitory, as in good health, strong legs, flexible hamstrings. You can measure a trip, a trek, a climb in many ways--in days, in camps, in villages, in altitudes. The best ways are in the 'wows' at the views of Ama Dablam or Lhotse as you move into twisted triangle or the favorite--pidgeon. The smile at the mother carrying her child down the 'street', the child's hair in a waterfall ponytail on top of her head. The heart conversations with your climbing partner in the tent after dinner. The sound and smell of freshly-planed wood beams, ready to build the new tea house. The heat from the yak-dung fire to dry your washed hair. The reflections on your hike to the next villiage that you are really here to climb to the highest point in the world, that is is just around the corner, in many dimensions.
The dimension of health took a little dip back in Debuche two days ago for me. Where after afternoon tea with popcorn and mint tea, I then decided I wasn't so interested in lunch. And a few hours later decided I also wasn't so interested in breakfast. But after a full 24 hours of rest, sleep, and rehydration, I was back to normal, with regularly scheduled yoga classes to boot. I am waving my flag to the wind right now, telling it that I am now well adjusted to the food and atmosphere (I hope it listens).
The mornings are cyrstal clear, but by now (~1pm) the winds have picked up and the clouds are rolling in, all as expected. This afternoon we'll take a day hike to Pheriche, and tomorrow move on to Lobuche (villiage).
Namaste until next time,
Val
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