20 days hiking the Himalayas makes you learn a lot about your higher self. Days are hard but the views are rewarding. Nights are cold but the fire is bounding. Walking up in the snow with the Himalayan mountains as my surrounding made the hike up to 5416 meters as dramatic as it was. The backpack, now part of myself weights more than ever, but there are no memories of it. The legs keep on threatening to fail. Each breath, now with only 50% of oxygen available, is never fulfilling. And with the aprox -30 degrees the only way to keep going is dreaming of a beautiful hot beach.
The mind has powers we're yet to discover. Now everything that's left are the teachings of the mountain.
No words can describe what I've felt in these last weeks. No connection with the outer world but the deepest connection with my real world.
Thanks God for hiking buddies, especially for my 3, which held my hand when battling my fear of heights in dangerous landslides, but also share some laughs and beer at hot springs.
20 days, more than 200 km, Annapurna Circuit, a side trek to the highest lake in Nepal, a side trek to Kopa Ridge (because you can never be too tired to hike stairs up another 3000 meters). The sunrises and sunsets are wordless magical, the only traffic to be aware of are the yaks and the Avalanches are the definition of power. Now I know that mind always wins over matter. And that ain't no mountain high enough