Sometimes you just have to take the plunge.
I’m so glad I joined my colleagues on a hike to the top. I’m normally an introvert or is that the right word for it? Scared could work here. I have been known to be scared of heights and never volunteer on any such expeditions. These days I just ‘go for it’ as long as my might can take me.
I’m so glad I did. I even coped on the cable cars that took us to different heights. It was a trek walking up the very steep, worn, stoney stairs. Holding on tight to the carved banisters, struggling to find a grip to move up, but I made it. I stopped after a few stairs to breathe, supported by my tiny but powerful, mechanized fan, I proceeded.
Part of my pink T-shirt soaked, I kept at it. After the second cable car I thought we were almost at the peak, but as we saw Bhudda’s statue I felt so elated I knew I had nothing in me to move on. Fortunately I had company to descend. I’d made it almost 1,000 metres up with the help of the cable cars and the steep stairs. This was a first for me and I’m grateful I joined.



Views on my walk up!


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