The Climb

This is a late post, but I want to explain one of the best memories I have here so far. On September 14, the YALTers and some MCC workers climbed mountain Andong.  It was a steep and somewhat challenging climb, but a little ways into the hike, Valarie (YALTer) and I found that we were at the front of the pack.  That is when I suggested to her that we should not let anyone pass us because we have to be the first ones to the top.  We kept a steady pace and no one caught up to us.  I don’t think that anyone else knew it was a race though.  It would have been more intense if we agreed it was a race when we started. Nevertheless, Valarie and I sat at the top waiting for the rest of our friends to join us.  Mount Andong only took us close to 2 hours, so it is a relatively small mountain.  Last night most of the YALTers and some MCC workers climbed Mount Berbabu, which is a much longer climb (6-8 hours).  I wasn’t able to go because I’m sick with a cold (the Canadian definition of a cold). I haven’t heard back from them yet, but they could be climbing down the mountain right now.