Up at 6 in the morning, I jump up in the taxi bringing me to the bus to Pokhara.

In the bus, I meet Anna, an american girl about my age and going the the same trek as me. Good news : she’s nice AND she as the same trekking level as I! So we go, both of us in the bus… just the both of us. Don’t ask me why, it was a good bus, we had no trouble and arrived right on time in Pokhara. We were just like princesses… maybe it was a premise of what was coming next?

That night, we slept at the yoga retreat were a guide explained to us how the trek would go: not easy, not hard, just ok as long as we accept that it wont be usual city conditions. And there we learned there would be only 2 of us on the trek, for some reason, the other people who had booked it couldn’t make it in time. So 2 girls, one guide/yoga teacher and one porter. That sounds quite luxurious!