The following night and day involve myself gaining a certain intimacy with the bathroom of our hotel, and the lodge we transfer to.
When I awake the following day, and am not running to the bathroom, or projectile vomiting, I declare myself healed and ready for some light hiking.
Four hours later, after an ascent of 1500m and contemplating learning rock climbing without a harness, we decide to turn back.
In the evening we catch the sunset at the nearby town. Today’s light day involved six hours of walking and close to 20km, probably not the best idea for the day after being incredibly sick. She’ll be right.
