in search of Sagarmatha - lost and found

when i was trekking in Nepal i had so many thoughts and random stuff floating around in my head which i had planned to blog about. some i wrote down in my notebook, some i just forgot. everyday was a discovery, every moment was a new experience, and i had every intention to put everything down to pen and paper, if not blog.

when i came back, things happened. i had DALF i had commencement i had tennis i had meetups i had to get back in shape i had to pack i had to go for courses i had more meetups more beer to drink and then i had work.

i have my priorities; when busy, blogging comes last. besides, the mood to blog is different when you are staring at white snow-capped mountains and hdb flats is very different. i guess this is what they call by having a muse.

alas.

so anyway i did indeed make it up to EBC. all the tension, frustration, suffering and fatigue from the past melted away when i finally saw this:

after another 2.5 hours of trekking i finally got to this:

managed to meet only half of the team as the other half were still making their way down from camp 2. weather as i mentioned was bad for the past few days and so they had postponed their ascend, which coincidentally was originally scheduled to have taken place on the day i reached EBC.

yaye. anything is possible.