Back to walking yesterday. End of day 2 I went to bed feeling great, but a couple of hours into the night I started to feel feverish.
In the morning I was feeling rough and started to get worried I was getting altitude sickness at 4000ft. Something I knew wasn’t possible. Luckily it’s literally impossible according to both the internet and the locals.
I had no appetite, but managed to make it downstairs, where there was another couple zeroing for the day (one was also sick). Misery really does love company, haha, especially when it has ibuprofen.
As much as I didn’t get to really enjoy it, the day itself was pretty nice. Sitting around with stunning views and playing cards. Dad almost finished his book.
Day 4 I managed to push down a chapati for breakfast and we set off with no goal in mind, but the idea of moving slowly.
It started off as well as I could have hoped getting to the next tea house in just over an hour and stopping for some masala chai.
It all got pretty tough from there. We took around 5 hours to do a 1.5 hour section. To be fair that included a lunch stop (where I had my first actually meal in two days).
Dad was great letting me stop every 10ft, but be cranky at him if he stopped and I didn’t want to. The trail however was really beautiful; minimal road walking, lots of waterfalls, heading along as massive fast river all day. It felt a lot more like a scenic walking route.
Just as we where reaching Tal, which had long become our goal for the day, I started to perk up. I think lunch finally kicked in.
Some other trekkers gave me some more drugs for a poorly stomach and the guesthouse was home to a seated toilet. A brilliant end to a rough day. We celebrated by playing cards and staying up until 9 pm!