Trekking around Namche: Acclimatization Day

We don’t get much sleep in the dorm that night. Till about 10, trekkers fill the dining hall, their laughter and conversation reaching us through the thin walls of the dorm. Then the porters take over, opening their raksi bottles and the night grows raucous. Once they retire, Dil takes over, cleaning up and noisily moving the furniture around.
In the morning when I get up, bleary-eyed, to brush my teeth, Dil throws me an apologetic glance. “Private rooms today”, he promises. We get a nice room on the first floor, spotlessly clean, with wood furnishing and the sun streaming in through two large windows. It’s 8 when we leave for our acclimatization walk.