Sunday, 8 April 2012

going high

We needed to get high ... altitude high that is ...

Catrin is possibly the worst person in the whole world that I know, for getting acclimatized.

Any proper friend would show emotion and support when their team buddy is barfing up.

Not I.  I politely wait as Catrin is sick - not once, not twice, not three times but a mighty four times -  and then simply ask "good?"

The answer is always "yes", but things must have been bad for Catrin to not finish a bottle of coke at the end of the day.

3 x 4000ers in the bag - bonus.