Mt. Fuji: The Summit

At the summit of the mount. I got a mild mountain fever attack -- rather than risk, decided to descend immediately. There are no life savers up there! Marcos ankle snapped and we had to carry his luggage and his beaten ass all through the descending. There was nothing to see at the summit except frost, rain and amazingly heartless and cruel hut managers. I used to dream of doing Mt. Kenya! 5200 metres - I must have been crazy. I call this the toilet scene. We took shelter in one of the ''toires'' on the way up the mountain from the cold, wind and rain. The place was really stinky but we would opt for it anyday over the harsh cold and rain or the 5000 Yen huts where you get so badly treated.