I couldn't help thinking of that Miley Cyrus number Life Is A Climb (you heard me) while trudging up that mountain side on Sunday. The point of it all was to tell us our journey would be difficult and muddy and what-not but the view would be worth it.
When I got to the top all I could think was phew I'm glad that's over! I don't think I'd do it again for the view, I mean bing and google images can do a better job and all I'd have to do was move my finger. Now don't you go all "it's not the same thing" at me. If you haven't noticed, I spend most of my free time on the internet where physical activity is at my preferred minimum. Needless to say I was way at the back of the line taking my own sweet time going up that mountain and resting my butt on every other large boulder on the way.
I sound pessimistic. Well it wasn't all that bad. Because of my bright orange wind cheater, getting lost wasn't an issue. I could wave at people at a distance and they'd know it was me because who else would wear such a blazing orange windcheater. I still don't understand what made me buy it, though. The journey down hill was fun. Photos were taken and songs were croaked and there was laughter and lunch and finally, sleep. Like, 14 hours of it. I liked that bit the best.
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