Poor Baltazaar. He probably woke up thinking the worst. Today we endeavored our best to show him that we were on the ball and would be no problem up this 'hill'. Slow steady going and before you knew it we were at camp in the afternoon. The relief on his face was clearly apparent much as he tried to disguise it. All was well now, balance had been restored.
Set up camp and saw for the first time the stark differences that tour prices can have. We obviously we paying at the budget end of the scale. That means you get to sit outside in the bleeding cold to have all your emails and have pleasant walks to faraway toilets while the first class and economy premium crew had their own mess tents and portable latrines. That's what you get for what you pay. No matter though, a hot cup of tea (or several) and you were warm again.
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