Himalayas

I'm back to civilisation. Alive and kicking. Happy to have done a trek of 12 days and still I can't believe that I'm in HIMALAYAS!

It was marvellous to be in the mountains, surrounded by these giants... Mountains always make me humble. The white peaks of Himalayas even more :-) Magnificent..proud...just standing there for millions of years, roaring with the wind captured in their giant arms of valleys... They make me feel like a little crevette, little flake in the mass of snow...
Who am I, this little person and my little life compare to Them? Everything is in the monstrous size: the peaks, glaciers or a valleys that are left after...
Just the little houses and lodges of local people bring you back to the human size....

I survived the cold. Already above 2000m the evenings and nights are biting freezing. I struggled to warm up in my sleeping bag with 2 blankets over me :-) But there was always a nice fire place where all trekkers gather to warm up the limbs.
I followed the rhythm of the sun - going to bed at 9pm and waking up at 6am. The mornings above 4000m are breath taking, especially when the sun throws its red light on the opposite peaks.

It's confirmed - I love trekking :-) It's enough to push me in the morning and, like a wind-up toy, I will just walk and walk and walk... Up and down, down and up, deep in my thoughts - I'm meditating my life :-) my work, my projects, my dreams, my successes and my mistakes in life, my relationships, my family.... Maybe on another trek I can get to my past lives and reincarnations :-)

I started trekking with a trio of young friendly... Germans (of course, know my soft spot). For 6 days I tagged along... My condition above 3000m deteriorates drastically :-) I needed to stop every 10m to catch my breath :-) They went back to KTM for the Holy, festival of colours. I turned to another trek to get to the sacred, for Hindu, lakes. I did some difficult parts with people. Otherwise I was very happy to trip trot alone through the changing landscape. White peaks and vast, scarce with vegetation area slowly gave way to pine and rhododendron forests. You can imagine a smile on my face as I was walking through them smelling fresh pine trees and soaking the pleasant warmth of the Himalayan sun :-)
Going down I could slowly put away my gear - hat and gloves away, undoing the layers of clothes...until only T-shirt :-)
Apparently up there my microbes were also paralysed by the temperature. As soon as I got down to 2500m, I got a cold that bugs my till now and delays my next trek...

It so easy and pleasant to hike here. The trails are clear and there is no other confusing ways to go. Even with my poor orientation I had no issues. When there is more paths, it's already at the level where villages are one after another, so I can ask for the way.
The loges are simple which brings more charm - shower with a hot bucket, if there is water. Too cold to play with soap so I just rinse myself :-) And what a pleasure to have socks and T-shirt washed!!!
Of course everybody goes the same way so we kept crossing each other at lunch / tea places or lodges, or even down here :-) It's already like a little community.