After a the best days walking we arrive at camp. We touched the sky at 3880m after done of the scariest scree traversing I have ever done and then performed a rapid descent of 1500m to our camp for the night.

The highlight of tonight's camp apart from our first beers in a week was the promise of a shower! For the hefty price of 200somme (£2.80) we could have a hot shower.

Myself and the three lads (we lost Martin to sickness a couple of days ago) enter the strange steel and wood structure to discover a thermally heated bath. Natural uncaring about personal appearance and body we got naked fast and jumped into the super hot water. The adjoining shower was even hotter! We soaked and washed for a good while (forgetting the lady folk were waiting outside) and left stinking of sulfer. But hair was clean, 6 days of sun lotion was washed out and.., cuts on legs from scree scrambling discovered!!!!!!