India, Day 13

Day 2 of our trekking expedition. Last nite, the horses decided to graze around my tent. I could hear the horse's mouth 10cm from my head. The next thing I know, my tent almost topples over. As expected, the horse gets entangled in the tent ropes, pulls one, I panic and scream, the rope snaps, everybody gets up, the horse gets freaked out and runs, then it's all over. The grass tasts good around my tent. The cows and horses keep me awake till 3am. I set the alarm to 6am to get some early morning shots. I wake up in a paddle of water; my camera, camera beg, my sleeping beg are wet. I get some good morning shots, but the cold and the rain are depressing. Our crew's tent is also leaks. We eat breakfast standing. Nothing is left dry to sit on. We might need to turn back if the rain does not stop by 10am. They worry that the higher passes would have collected snow by now.

By noon we decide to wait the day and see what tomorrow brings. We have no mobile coverage here to enquire on weather forecast. If it rain tomorrow, we turn back, if not, we will cover Day 2 and 3 distance in one day. Time passes slowly when it rains and you got nowhere to go. I go over to our only neighbours - 2 Swiss couples. We make friends and Ramon and I join them in playing UNO for a few hours, then geographical trailer (India-Austin-Norway-Yemen-etc). We spend the evening playing charades. Girls against guys. We are having loads of fun till the sun goes down. Today is Indian for dinner (thank god!), then we sit over the fireplace for another hour. I go to bed, hopeful that tomorrow the skies will be kinder to us. I try to stay positive in spite of my sleeping bag being wet and very cold. A try to focus on falling asleep without stretching my legs.