The night of april 13was one of tge longest,coldest and the most miserable night of my life.I woke up often and felt the intense pressure of a pounding headache closing in.I lay there begging tge sun to make it appearance,allowing me to depart my dungeon like tent.In the morning I hastly packed and began my descent toward Dingboche,at 14,800 feet.At 18,399feet I stopped at the tea house in Gorak Shep and waited to have tea with the rest of the trekking team.
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Blind Crescent
RandomIt had been about an hour since I'd left the South Summit,do I figured it was time to start heading down.its hard to believe how much time I spent preparing for this,I thought,and now its already over....PLS VOTE
