Horribly ill Halfway up a Mountain
We didn’t get attacked by any cheetahs. There was a fairly horrendous attack of food poisoning though. I woke in the pitchblack, covered in sweat and groaning with stomach pains. I spent the next 6 hours until daylight making painful urgent excursions up the hillside with a headtorch on to deposit my Pringles in strategic locations. Vomiting whilst wearing a headtorch is a bizarre experience… With daybreak, I started to deposit from the other end too, which got a lot more difficult as people started walking up and down the hill. Then my legs gave way in the middle of the path, and I sat there pathetically, unable to stand, while Adam and the German slept on. Eventually Adam got up and rescued me. They were quite sweet about it and barely mentioned the violent noises they’d been subjected to all night. I had a beautiful private moment of hilarity at about 7am, when I had made it up to truly spectacular spot to erm, deposit. I squatte...