Day 181: E.B.C. trek day 7, Dingboche to Dughla (4620m)
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Thanks to the people I met here and/or travelled with: Merijn & Karen (Netherlands), Nick (UK) & Sebastien (France), Marcus & Vera (Germany), Bernie & Barry (Australia), Dave, Sonja, Annabel & Olivia (New Zealand)
Most people continue from Dingboche to Lobuche, even though the ascend is almost twice the recommended maximum altitude (it is recommended not to ascend more than 300 metres per day, the climb from Dingboche to Lobuche goes from 4400 to 4900 metres).
I had decided to play it safe and stay an extra night in Dughla, a small village which was all but wiped away by a freak flood in 2007 when a natural dam holding a glacial lake in the Khumbu Glacier broke.
Even though not many people spend the night at Dughla, it is a popular stop for lunch. Lunch was one big reunion with people I had met earlier on the trek. Nick and Sebastien, the two guys from Switzerland whom I had met on the first night, were already on their way down again. They had climbed up to Everest Base Camp in a mere six days and were now on their way to climb the 6189 metre Island Peak.
Merijn and Karen, the Dutch couple from Tengboche were here as well, as were Marcus and Vera, the German couple I had met at the same lodge. Marcus and Vera were staying in Dughla, just like me, while Merijn and Karen continued their way up.
Most of the afternoon was spent talking to people and playing some cards with Marcus and Vera. Later we were joined by Barry and Bernie, two Australian guys in their late fifties, who were doing their sixth trek together in Nepal. As we were with five people I figured Presidents and Arseholes would be a good game - always a laugh that one.
At night I was kept awake for a while by an unexpected visitor to my room. Before I went to bed I had been reading for a while and I had felt a bit peckish. I had a granola bar and for lack of a rubbish bin in my room (and not wanting to get out of bed anyway) I had discarded the wrapper on the floor, figuring I'd dispose of it the next morning.
At night I was woken up by a rustling under my bed. Switching on my torch revealed nothing, but I did notice the wrapper had moved. I didn't think much of it and went back to sleep, only to be disturbed by the same rustling a few minutes later. After several attempts I realised I wasn't going to scare off the mouse or rat or whatever it was and frustrated I threw the wrapper towards the door of the room. At least I would no longer be bothered by any rustling near my head.
A few minutes later my visitor came back and I heard the wrapper being pulled under the door and then through the whole hallway. I hope he enjoyed the crumbs of the granola bar. I went back to sleep and had no more disturbances.