The first part of the trip was very steep and difficult. Within a couple of minutes, I was out of breath and my lungs were burning. I didn't think I was going to be able to make it to the end, I was already so tired. But I pushed through. We were told to wear many layers of clothing, but by this time I was down to a tank top because I was so hot and pushing myself to the absolute max. For me, it wasn't a race... I just wanted to get there. And after a lot of hard work... I had made it. I was so proud of myself for persevering, and I would not trade that experience for anything.
On the walk up and down the mountain, I made new friends and strengthened my bonds with old ones. I got to talk to strangers about their life, and they asked about mine. I helped a friend up the mountain, and she helped me. I reflected on myself, and others were doing the same. It was a life changing experience; definitely something I will remember for always.