
When last I wrote, fifty-five government officials had just arrived in
Yubeng Village. Wet and saddle sore, the officials moved straight into the main lodge to warm themselves by the fire, have a bite, have a drink, and most importantly, to have a little entertainment. We waived to them from under the awning of our hostel and then pondered what to do. In true Mountaineers "alpine start" spirit, Gail, Doug, James, and Percy all headed early to bed in preparation for our departure from
Yubeng Village the following morning. Roy headed to the head, and Mike, Spring, and Tao momentarily excused themselves to the quiet of their room. Since everyone else had settled down, I pulled out my book, my headlamp, and most importantly, my Rolling Stones, and snuggled under my worn blanket. By the time I was settled, Percy was already asleep, headlamp still on. Roy sauntered in and we joked that Percy could sleep through anything. I make this point to illustrate that Roy was in the mood for small talk but failed to articulate that at that very moment, there was a HUGE party going on at the main lodge and that Mike, Spring, and Tao were dancing it up with the villagers and the government officials AND that we were invited! I'm not bitter. Not at all. But Roy, I was the one who used up all the hot water before your last shower. Sorry. I probably should have mentioned it.
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