Apr 16, 2002
And on the 6th day he rested. No, I wasn't just waiting for the French girls. Still sore, my ankle or knee could be trouble. I decide by taking one day off I'll greatly reduce my chance of injury. I do laundry and catch up a bit on this writing.
The French girls don't show up. Instead we get an Aussie couple, a Czech couple, a Canadian couple and a guy from LA in bad shape. Bearded and overweight he's utterly unprepared for the rigors of this trip. His knee is shot, he's got a bad 2nd degree sunburn. He is not going to make it up to the mountains and is now just struggling to make it to the airport.
I thought that I might be a little over dramatic with the "walk through rebel territory" the other day, but apparently there are now 20 Maoists with guns staying two hotels down. I didn't see a need to validate this myself.
casualties: I discover a toenail in bad shape. There is a blister underneath and I'll likely lose the nail.