Lukla

So we hike back to Lukla, and I get stinking drunk with the Italians I'd seen so many times during the trip....They were great fun. This is the only photo I have of that evening. It is a blurr, just like the memories.

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• The start of the nepal "festival of lights." Which in Nepalese terms, means party.
• Drinking tons of cheap whiskey and beer
• Staggering and stumbling back to my hotel at 1am
• Falling down HARD and feeling significant pain. Oooohh....Did that hurt!
• Laying there until a Sherpa comes and picks me up out of the dirty water.
• As a result of the fall, tearing a hole in the knee of my pants, and cracking a rib.
• Yes, I am an adult, but you'd be hard pressed to find any evidence of it!!!