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After a cold hour or so trying to sleep and waking up to an very unspectacular sunrise we walked around the top we started the bloody long trek back down. Despite being fortified by a pack of hobnobs (biscuits) the going was slow and our progress painful, we stopped a lot along the way resting our tired shaking legs. The sun rose and got hotter, I complained more and Djalma kept on pushing forward. Despite the unpleasantly long descent the mountains were amazing, in one place there was a rock formation that looked a bit like a camel and in the distance we could see the Monastery, hooray! But twenty minutes later we weren't that much closer – how demoralising, we chowed down the two galaxy caramel bars from last nights pudding and made the final push to the finish without stopping. We decided to forgo St Catherine's Monastery – at that point we really couldn't have cared less, instead we stumbled back to the pick-up point to wait for our air-conditioned mini bus our legs shaking and knees occasionally giving out.
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We plonked ourselves down only to find that after our long wait that the guy's air-conditioning was “broken” what a cheapskate, we sizzled all the way back to the hotel, checked in and promptly fell asleep. Ten hours later we woke up, sticky and hungry and went to get dinner and our bags that we had left at Matt's house, we turned up around 11pm catching him before bed and then had the long trek back to our hotel on the other side on town. Despite sleeping for ten hours I fell asleep while reading the Navigation Chapter as homework for the advanced course we started the following morning.
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