Lantang Trekking.7th day Bamboo-Lantang
7th day Bamboo-Lantang
1400 mt climbing and
17 km walking..around 9 hours..
Next morning we were
in a very happy mood and maybe for the fight next day we match each other pace
on the walk of that day as never before. I was faster and he was slower and
have to say we manage to cover a great distance with a great elevation too (and
I did not complain in the whole day keeping always my smile)
We said our “middle
trek crisis” was over :)
We passed by Lama hotel, a famous village there and only stopper for a coffe..that was supposed to be one of our stops in our initial plan
We passed by Lama hotel, a famous village there and only stopper for a coffe..that was supposed to be one of our stops in our initial plan
We stopped at Godatabela
for lunch. A nice place between the mountains with only two lodges. We stopped
at the second that gave us a higher discount on the menu food (and asked us not
to tell to her neighbourd) but later I will find out that menu in this place
was also more expensive.
In any case, food was
good, and we have a deserved break of almost two hours before continuing. Our
goal was Thyangsyapu (I am not sure) but we reached there short after lunch and
we felt strong to go up to Lantang instead of stopping there.
We arrived in Lantang
after being chased by the women of the lodges on the way that will always
happily and sincerely greet us and ask, immediately after “room” “cheap room
here” or from shops “paper” “tobacco” “water”. Johan had the patience to
respond and say “no thanks”, “no”..I ignored them most of the time since in all this trip, the
commercial greeting of people gets a bit on my nerves and make me feel like a
walking ATM
Lantang is a
relatively, and compared to others “big” village where you can even find
internet if you want in only one lodge that was the one we stopped for
sleeping. Again I chequed three while Johan waited (he said I do this better
and may be right) and decided to stay in Thasi Delek lodge which in nepalese
means “thanks” I think
There we met a French
women travelling alone. So far she was fine but was thinking of getting a
porter on the end part of the way, since travelling alone on the jungle may be
a bit dangerous, for anyone but more for a woman (as usual)
When we arrived, I
noticed I was really exhausted and my legs were paining. I was almost unable to
walk. That day was maybe a bit too much for me
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