Manang
End of day 8 and we reach our rest point Manang. It’s been 5 days since I last washed my hair and 4 days since I had anything other than a wet-wipe shower. The weather has been cold and the water in the pipes is all frozen. So, with a bucket of hot water I decide to go for it. Strategically washing my hair while still fully dressed and then very quickly shower the rest of me, got me surprisingly warmed up. I feel like a new person and look forward to a day of rest and being clean.
I do start to feel that the air is a lot thinner as I have a need of sleeping on my back so that my airways feel like they are as free and open as possible...imagination or real? Not so sure...
Day 9
Our day to acclimatize.
We wake up to a cloudy sky, followed by a constant snowfall all day and it becomes a long day of reading, playing cards and talking by the fire. A short trip out only to experience a dead village. Everything is closed, it feels and looks as if people have just abandoned the cold and snow and fled the field. As I go to bed in a room that holds 6°C, I feel a bit worried about what today’s snowfall will mean for us tomorrow.
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