The short flight from Phaplu to Lukla was another frightful experience! Once again, Qin & I clung to each other, while I prayed 'Our Father' over and over in my head. Thanks to my prayers(i think), we landed safely and shortly after, we started our hike. We passed by a StarBucks on our way out of Lukla and I was SURE it would be a pitstop on our way back (if we made the it...)
The trek wasn't too bad at all - not a lot of ups, nor downs... I thought this would be an OKAY trip afterall! Living in Canada has definitely made me realize that we were living in a very priviledged part of the world. I could not even begin to imagine that there were people living in such primitive conditions. These mountain people lived with the bare minimum and seemed so satisified with their lives. I thought of my kids back home, watching television, playing on the computer... then i thought of all the north american kids without their DS and PSP's... that'll never happen!
Anyway, back to our trek... (yes, i was always lost in my own thoughts during the trek... what else could I do? It was hard to talk while hiking at such high altitudes!) We had lunch in Phakding - veggie noodle soup turned out to be instant ramen w/ bits of carrots... hmm.
After lunch, trekked on to Chumoa... we had the cozy teahouse all to ourselves. It was windy and wet outside, but it didn't stop Jerrold from exploring our surroundings, while the rest of us stayed in the warm lodge.(photo: Kenny & I on 1 of many suspension bridges)
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