the way down wasn’t much easier and i was thinking about cycling once in a while where mostly going uphill is the effort…
after the pass, the head filled with impressions and the big goal no longer in front, the trekking felt as if coming slowly to an end…
one of the highlights on the way down was the cozy village of marpha.
almost every day now it started to rain sometime around the afternoon. which was lovely as we made it to a guesthouse before and were watching from the inside with a warm meal in front of us.
on the way up i was already thinking about doing another trekking, maybe the everest base camp. but after those two weeks i was looking forward to some rest before starting another adventure.