It’s hard to even begin describing last week. Hiking Mt. Kilimanjaro for 7 days was beyond my wildest imaginations. First of all, the idea of living on a mountain for a week had me apprehensive to say the least. I knew we would sleep on the ground in tents and go without a shower. That in and of itself was scary for me. I love my sleep and showers. But, on top of that, we would be climbing to 19,341 feet and hiking over 40 miles.
It was absolutely amazing. Something about living in a tent and minimizing your needs for a week is freeing and calming. I felt more myself. No cell phones, no internet, no distractions. Just me, the mountain and two amazing friends that had me laughing the entire week. Just thinking about the week brings a huge smile to my face, because so many jokes and memories come rushing to my mind that make me laugh.
The sight at the top brought pure joy. We made it. Our guide had timed our ascent to the summit perfectly, so we arrived just as the sun was rising. My body held up and handled the altitude – well, maybe with the help of some meds – but all I felt was pure joy. A sense that we made it and it was a glorious sight.
I think that’s all I can say at this point – except I must give huge props to our tour company. If you think you may be interested, Zara Tours is the way to go. They are owned by a Tanzanian woman, have been in business for over 27 years and have very experienced guides from the local community. They were professional, fun, and supportive the entire journey.
Here are a few of my favorite photos, but I’m sure I’ll share more in the weeks to come.