First Climb
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MatureOngoing30m
Last published Wed, Jan 27, 2016
All about my experience when I climbed Mount Kilimanjaro during Christmas time 2015.
As lively was the trip up and down the mountain, this was one of the most spontaneous time I've had with my company .
Was no cake walk at all, it reminded me at every single point why I loved travelling in the first place despite having motion sickness or having to walk a lot.
In times of stress, my dream to reach the top seemed to me especially significant.
I totally am up for next climb back there, maybe by Next Christmas or so!
Also, it is absolutely, undeniably, breathtaking beauty up there. Just too good and I love my nation! - I love my Roof top :)
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