So. I've made plans. I've borrowed equipment. I've broken in my new boots. I've trained (ok, "trained"). This New Year's, I'll be standing on Mt. Kilimanjaro, Tanzania.
It's been a crazy time of planning. My boyfriend Martin has convinced me that I am capable of so many things, including climbing a mountain. I am aiming to prove him right, and to begin the climb to a foreign place in one year, and come back to reality in the next. 2013 will greet me at 3500m! How exciting does that sound?
This is life (I think :D)
