Kilimanjaro Diary: Day Two1:21 PM
It’s so cold. Well to me that is, God has blessed me with a body that hates the cold even in Oman but I still like to put myself in these situations. Compared to Antarctica this cold is absolutely nothing but in all honesty back in the South, the weather was predictable in a sense that there was no rain; it was either just too windy or stable and you were literally dry all of the time. Over here on the other hand things are just chaotic, one minute it’s raining, the other it’s windy, the next the sun is out. But then life is an adventure who am I to complain about Mother Nature? It’s beautiful the way it is.
The day started pretty early with a heavy breakfast at Planet Lodge, I was ready and packed everything for the trip the night before. Good thing is we left our trolley suitcases with clothes for after the trip at the hotel for safekeeping until our return. Once we were done with our breakfast and gear check, off we headed to Machame Gate standing at 1800m above sea level; a two hour long journey from Arusha. The ride to Machame seemed familiar, the outdoors, the trees, the greenery reminded me of Salalah during the Khareef season, it felt like a little piece of home was accompanying me everywhere I looked.
|Registration and waiting area before kickoff!|
|All ready and set with all my insulating waterproof clothing|
|Back to the bag they go!|
|While breaking for lunch!|
|What trek would it be without a selfie right?!|
|Still a long way to go but my God look at its beauty; out of this world!|
Machame Camp spreads out over a huge area of forest, with each group and crew claiming their own clearing and spot which made it feel pleasant and not a crowded mess. It was finally time to taste camping Kilimanjaro style. Our sleeping, toilet and mess tents were all pitched by our smiling porters by the time we arrived. I am secretly glad that I didn’t have to share my tent with anyone else as I tend to like to be alone in my sleeping quarters to read and just chill on my own. Entering my tent and I prepared my sleeping bag, cleaned myself off with what I could; using the warm basin of water that was already placed on the entrance of my tent by the lovely crew. A quick change from the sweaty clothes and off we were inside the mess tent that greeted us with the luring smell of freshly popped buttery popcorn and hot drinks that awaited us.
|Mess Tent where we had all our nom noms|
|Our toilet for the coming week!|
Dinner was served at 19:00 hrs in the mess tent, a huge REI Tent, which was fully kitted out with tables, chairs and believe it or not table flowers. The menu blew me away, it had everything from starters to cucumber soup to potatoes and meat followed by fresh fruit and hot drinks; mouth-watering and scrumptious that I have vowed to always have delicious soup from now on.
|Dinner is served|
Special credits go to Faisal Al Abri, Abdullah Al Jufaili and Mohammed Al Touqi for some of the pictures posted in this entry. These guys were awesome in taking loads of more pictures than I did throughout the trip!