Return of the King
Yes, Steve has returned triumphant after conquering Mount Kilimanjaro. A little short of breath, but he made it all the way to the summit. Hurrah! The final push began at midnight, so he arrived at the top of the world in the wee small hours. For some inscrutable reason, he didn't wait around for dawn but headed straight back down, picked up Damion (who had only made it part-way up on account of a mild case of pulmonary embolism and fluid in the lungs) and hit the sweltering jungle a few hours later. Where else can you get frostbite in the morning and malaria in the afternoon?
Well done, chaps!
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3 comments:
That's a fucking big hill.
oh wow when people die on Kilimanjaro they come back as sheep.
Timbo - I had to laugh at some Merkans who thought the Pentland Hills are big. Well, yes, if you're from Kansas/Norfolk/Holland. Peter at Naked Blog usually has some good pictures.
Apos - When my sister emigrated to New Zealand 42 years ago (somebody has to), she was told there were 14 sheep per person. She's still waiting for her 14 sheep.
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