On the 5th day after waking up from my failed summit attempt (YET TRIUMPHANT KILIMANJARO CLIMB) I was so sick. Keeping down food or water wasn’t an option. I remembered my contract for the climb including rescue fees and since I had been climbing up for 5 days there was no way in hell I could get myself back down in the condition I was in. So …rescue it was. Well, that’s what I thought until the news was broken to me that there was no rescue services at the camp where we were. We would have to hike to the next one. 😐 Continue reading