The night was awful! So the sleeping arrangement were: Zion on the sofa, Arik on the floor, and yours truly sharing this called a bed with Simcha. Anyway, at 4:30 AM I had to get out. Couldn't take Zion's snoring anymore. Granted, they were remarkably periodic. So, there I wasat 4:30am trying to figure out what to do. The car was the most viable option, and while it worked, I vowed never to use it again.
So this morning Arik seemed a bit sick, and he bailed out of the track. I wasn't feeling too great either, but it seemed to me that if I had bailed out too, Zion would shoot himself, as he was very keen on the track. So, off we went Zion and I. The track was very monotonous - simply going up for 3 hours, gaining about 1000m of altitude. The view at the top was very nice, and had the weather been better, would have been nodoubt spectacular. On the way up close to the top we met an older couple (63/60). The guy is a U of M graduate from 1966. Go Blue!
On the way down, we met two Israelis, who as it turned out stayed at our backpacker.
As I anticipated the day before, by the time we got back there was not enough time to go to Queenstown, although I was all for it, but my companions resisted.
Dinner was great - Mother Zion (which is how Zion goes by now - since he cooks for us and takes care of us :), decided to spoil us all, and prepared a great shakshuka. The standards are getting higher and higher.
Sleeping - again, we haven't paid for a bed, so we had to figure the sleeping arrangment. Based on last night's experience, I decided to got for the camp ground. Zion and Arik went for the caravan option. The campground was interesting: I got to set up the tent that I bought for $15 for the first time. It was crap. The thermalrest though, was brilliant. All in all it wasn't too bad.
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