David asked me to describe a time or place using the five senses:
Visual
hearing (audio)
tactile (touch)
taste
smell
Eight of us set out that warm morning to climb Mount Kilimanjaro, the extinct volcano rising 19,340 feet into the clear air of Tanzania in eastern Africa. After two hours of hiking a gradual slope, we all needed to take off our packs. To a man, we brought too much. Our shoulders and backs were sore, and I had to tape blisters on my heals caused by my once comfortable new hiking boots. For lunch it was peanut butter and strawberry jam on wheat crackers, and lukewarm, once cold water. Three hours later our guides, carrying the cooking gear and our tents, soon barked “Dinner’s ready!” We made our way to the dining tent and the boiling cauldron of a pungent soup, filled with vegetables, some of which we recognized. To bed with the setting sun, our foamies and tents are home. We’re stiff and exhausted. It’s 7:30pm, the air quickly down to a chilling zero Celsius.