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Everest
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Today, another day. We trekked to Namche, passing through more villages, getting peeps at snow and rock faces through the mist. There was many people on the trail, trekkers, porters, yaks, and people heading to Everest. One such lady as I was passing her asked if I was the 17 year old. Indeed I am. She then told me that her son, Johnny, also 17, would be coming in about a week, I think. This will be his 6 of the 7 summits. I better get a move on. I believe I’m younger still, but it will be cool to meet this kid, and see what he thought of the other summits. After crossing a bridge, hundreds of feet over a roaring river, we arrived at “the hill”. The last push up to Namche. Damian tried to tell me that the hill was no big deal, only a little thing, I guess he was kidding. Anyways, we arrived in Namche. Namche is a rather large village, a stop on the trek in and out. It is built into the hillside, terraced, the streets sloping steeply through lodges, restaurants, and shops. Tomorrow is a “rest day”, but we’ll see what Damian has planned for us.
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