I was organizing (and by organizing I mean I was unpacking boxes that have been in my closet since I moved in my house…over a year ago) my home office and came across the certificate from my Mt. Kilimanjaro climb. I actually did a double take because I had forgotten that I actually climbed the highest free-standing mountain in the world. Who the heck forgets something like that? Let’s rewind for a bit and recall the following fun facts:
- I had ZERO experience – The last thing I climbed was a gate when i was a kid. And I was running from a dog at the time so it definitely wasn’t intentional.
- I was SOLO – With the exception of the crew who came with the package to carry supplies and cook my meals I climbed this mountain by myself.
- When in
RomeTanzania – Since I was a tourist who was already in Tanzania, had already been on safari in the Serengeti, knew I would NEVA EVA EVA EVA NEVA set foot back in this country why the heck wouldn’t I climb a random mountain?
- I actually never reached the top – So in true Vee fashion I was a few meters away from the top and developed mountain sickness. In case you don’t know what the which includes hallucinating, vomiting, and