I’m sure mountaineering counts as a skill. Well, it is a mix of multiple skills that makes it one humongous sport.
I did my Basic Mountaineering Course this year in the summers, and I definitely learned some skills.
How to tie knots. How to rappel in different ways. Rock climbing holds. How to pack a mountaineering rucksack evenly. How to wear a harness.
How to walk without looking up. How to lead people through a route. How to not cry though your body is aching and is telling you to give up. How to march on even though you have period cramps, a heavy rucksack, and no oxygen. How to sing your way through pain even though you have no oxygen. How to sleep in a sleeping bag. How to save water and food. How to understand who will be willing to help you even though there’s nothing they would get out of it.
How to help people without expecting anything in return.
How to live every moment.
How to make friendships and experiences and memories.
How to live.
Just spoke to mamma, and turns out that the China trip is coming about in the end of June around 24th… So while I can’t say there isn’t any trip, it’s certainly cancelled for June… Mom says it can be rearranged sometime in October, during Diwali or something. Well, one thing I will have to wait for more…
Yeah, I know. We all hate it when things get postponing of something happens. Especially if it’s something that you you’re crazy about and something you’ve been looking forward to. But I guess it’s better than getting canceled completely eh? Anyway, with this optimistic outlook I must tell you that the reason it has been postponed is Admissions. I go home in the last week of May and admissions for Universities and colleges start a few days later. And I don’t have enough days in between. So I have to act like the adult I am soon supposed to become and prioritize. So, I am going to be good and admit that admissions are more important. And mid June I have a trip to make with my friend. So The Himalayan Trek gets postponed to the end of that month. 😥
I think it’s finally coming true. I’ve heard my dad’s stories about his time trekking the Himalayas. I’ve seen ‘Yeh Jawani Hai Diwani’ where they go for a trek to Manali. I’ve also seen the Bucket List (the movie where everyone as well as me got the idea of making a bucket list) where both the men are buried on top of the Himalayas. So I’ve been wanting to go to the Himalayas for a long time. I couldn’t believe it when I read the mail! It was just an idea that my dad presented- my nine year old sister and sixteen year old me on a Himalayan trek. Just the both of us. No mom. No dad. No caretakers. Only the two sisters. In the Himalayas. With a group of other people. For ten days. As soon as I finished IB (International Baccalaureate) and came back home from boarding (that’s around June). So yeah, I went on a shrieking spree that gave me the undivided attention of all my three room-mates for two complete minutes. Then they finally came over and slapped me so I could get speaking instead of shrieking. ‘Spit it out!’, they said. And so I told them all of the above, jumping around like I was on a pogo-stick the whole time. And they joined me in too. So it was basically four people huddled up and jumping up and down in excitement. I hope it comes true. I really hope this comes true!