11 Days in Tibet - Everest

Dear reader, you may have noted that for much of our journey so far, the weather hasn't always been kind to us. And indeed, when we arrived at the Tibet-side Everest Base Camp on a cloudy and drizzly August afternoon with barely an iota of the legendary peak in sight, we feared the worst. However, we all agreed that we would trade weeks of bad weather if it meant that on the following morning we got clear weather and a view of Everest.

The Gods were listening.

There's not a single thing that I or Jen could write here that will even begin to encapsulate how it looked and felt to be standing at 5,250m at base camp with a view of Mount Everest in all its glory, so I'm not going to try. These photos won't come remotely close either, but they are - according to an old theory - roughly one thousand times more effective than my words.

Things Jennie will remember about Everest:

1) The smell of burning sheep poo in the traditional Yak fur tent

2) Frantically sniffing oxygen to get rid of a searing altitude headache

3) Toilets that are nothing more than holes in the ground (far from exclusive to Everest unfortunately)

4) Notching up my 'most famous post offices visited' belt by standing in front of the world's highest (this one is especially noteworthy for my granma)