Well, I am now over the halfway mark for my time here in Djibouti. I'm supposed to be here for a total of six months and I only have about two and a half left. I was hoping the remaining time would pass quickly but then I thought of a mountain I climbed five years ago in Slovakia. It was only 2,500 meters but the two-hour walk to the base had already tuckered me out. I really struggled to reach the summit but once I did, I heaved a sigh of relief. I mean, after all, I knew the walk back down would be much easier than the climb up. Yet, when I began the descent, I began to experience worse pain than I could have possibly imagined. Every time my foot hit a rock, a jolting pain would shoot up my spine. At the end, I was totally worn out and demoralized.
I hope the descent in Djibouti doesn't have the same effect on me!