A great night's sleep and woke to have a pancake for breakfast and to chew the fat with Phil a bit more before he went one way and I went the other. We made it a good brisk walk back to Lukla and arrived before 10 am. I had the best hot shower and changed into my last remaining clean clothes I had been saving for the trip back.

And welcome back to internet land. Really I had no idea how connected one can be up here in the mountains. Its Marie's birthday and I would like to try and call her but I don't know her number, it's in my phone which I left in Katmandu convinced it was of no use up here.

So I find that my trekking journal entries have all been posted to my blog as well as to Facebook. Well I told my brother to do what he likes with them but I know they are rough unedited notes. And not having sent any photos yet my niece has chosen a range of pics from the files - nothing to do with Everest but nice pics all the same.

I have now found a Starbucks, can you believe that! Free wifi and coffee. All I need is clean socks. Think I will buy some.
There are many, albeit small, things I would do differently if/when I come back here. But I am so glad to have had this opportunity and have loved it immensely. The journey is as much as the destination and I have seen and marvelled at more than the camera can capture.

I still have to fly out of here. Lukla airport is rated by some as the most dangerous airport in the world. I grossly underestimated the length of the runway. It is 460 metres long. Google search some images of it cause it is amazing.

As I type the rain is descending in increasing velocity. Although I have hit the end of the monsoon season and it has rained nearly every day at some point, I never actually ended up hiking in the rain.

What a privilege to travel the world. Never take it for granted.

Here’s a link to a video of planes taking off http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMiXZqEnSd0&utm_source=buffer&buffer_share=26d7b