We decided to do a four day trek while we had some time in Nepal so we arranged everything with a company called Tiger Mountain (they are amazing by the way - if anyone ever wants to use them they come very highly recommended). So we got up early one morning and took a 25 minute flight to Pokhara. The experience at the airport was interesting. I am learning that in a third world country, don't plan on doing anything on time cause it just ain't gonna happen. All part of the experience. Off we went, just a bit late, and met our team in Pokhara. We then drove about an hour up into the mountains and began our trek. First of all, the sherpas that came with us were the most incredible guys. They carried these packs that weighed about 120 pounds each up these small trails. And they did it in 90 degree heat with smiles on their faces. They were always singing and so warm and helpful, and it completely blew me away. It also made it MUCH harder for me to complain about anything...So the first day of trekking was short but very, very sweet, and we arrived at our camp just before it stormed so it was pretty cloudy. Then came the rain, and boy did it ever! We sat in the tent for awhile to let it pass, and when I came out, I was treated to the most spectacular view I have ever seen. The clouds had parted to reveal the Himalayan mountain range, enormous snowy peaks that shot straight up into the sky, and I stood there for I don't even know how long and just muttered "wow" over and over again. They were so close it seemed I could almost touch them, and so powerful that I wouldn't even want to get that close. I will never forget that moment for the rest of my life. That's what it's all about, I suppose.
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