I woke up today, about 6:30, not too bad when I learn later that both Damian and Gene woke up at 2 in the morning from the time difference. Its about 12 hours different than home. Willie came over today, and we all went to a little bakery for breakfast, hot cocoa and croissants. Not too shabby. After just chillin for a bit, we went over to Kili’s house and headquarters. This is a storage where Willie keeps a lot of his Everest gear. On the way here I had a birdeye view, riding in the back of a truck on top of all our bags. Quite an adventure. Upon arrival, we pretty much just repacked everything, into barrels and bags, all the food into barrels. The hosue is beautiful. It has tall walls all around, and a big gate, very very luxurious. The doors and intricate carvings of religious and cultural meaning, and there was huge pole with giant prayer flags streaming from it. Two dogs were here, one a young puppy, something I might have to try to sneak into my bag going home… Then, I rode back to the hotel with Kili. On the back of a motorcycle. Man was that scary. Busting through streets so packed I would prefer to walk at 30, swerving through tourist buses and taxis, deafened by honking. I wish I would have had a head cam. Then me and Damian ran errands through town. After two dinners, I finally got to bed, exhausted as usuall.