FYI MAJORLY LONG FOURTH OF JULY STORY AHEAD:
As we were climbing up the mountain in my last post, we were dead tired after (apparently) only making it halfway to the 4 mile summit. Two lovely women we met on the trail were super friendly and taught us a few things about the mountain we were on because we looked hella distressed:
1. All of the stripped trees we saw on the way up were struck by lightning.
2. If we heard any thunder, we needed to turn around immediately.
3. Altitude sickness is a real thing that... like... kills people.
That may have seemed like obvious info to most, but all of this was news to us. They continued on their way, sufficiently scaring us in the process. A few minutes later, we saw them head back down the mountain... They heard thunder in the distance. We weren’t about to doubt Colorado natives, so we followed their lead.
As we descended, we started talking and we quickly forgot how much pain we were in. The kindness, conversation, and FOOD (literally, they fed us lunch after they learned we only had half a cliff bar each- fruit snacks and all) they offered us were more than we could have ever expected strangers to give to us on the mountain. With their help, we made it down in a third of the time it took to get up. We would have reluctantly done it without them, but i can assure you it would have been a hell of a lot less enjoyable.
There are kind people in this world and it’s SO easy to lose track of that. America isn’t great because of the leaders we put in charge. America is great because there are beautiful souls out there that are always willing to help a person in need. I’m so glad that I was reminded of true generosity this Fourth of July because honestly, I planned on ignoring the holiday altogether. Just being nice to people is all you have to do to make a difference in this damn world.
Moral of the story? Sometimes all you need is a simple turkey and guac pita to temporarily restore your faith in an entire country. 🥑🇺🇸 // #murica #wannabetravelguru