Just about 22 hours worth of travelling to do, and I’ll be back in the Toronto heat wave with all the rest of you…

My camera stopped working in the middle of Summit Day, but I’ve got a few choice photos of what will simply be known from now on as “The Day”…

Here’s a view of the first obstacle once we left School Huts.

I took this photo during the day.

We left School Huts in the middle of the night… 

Here is a view overlooking Gilman’s Point.

I don’t think this photo does it any justice, but it should give you an idea.

The last 200-300 meters was all rock face, and down lower (which you can’t see because it’s too steep) was all will-breaking skree to trek through.

At the base where it looks like it flattens out – it doesn’t!

There were still about 5.4 KM to hike to Kibo Huts… 

Here we are at Gilman’s Point.

I was holding the sign to help me stand up.  Subash looks like a million bucks, but why shouldn’t he?  He’s been over 20,000 feet five times!

Check out the Eastern Ice Fields in the background – one of many glaciers on the crater’s rim. 

We were all so stoned at 19,334 feet that we had no idea where to look for each photo!

There were two cameras going, and we seemed to either all be looking at the wrong one, or 1-2 of us would be looking at the wrong one.  We have about 40 photos, only one of which features us all looking in the same direction.

I kept that Massai Warrior shroud.  I might start wearing it to work… 

Jonas, Jackson, Felipo, and Amani gave me this exceptional bottle of non-alcoholic alcohol.

I think I’ve done this pose before… 

Which way is down?

Where are my car keys?

What time is it?

Who stole my glasses?

I look so confused…

A view of the inside of the crater.

When you see a photo of Mount Kilimanjaro, you have no clue how big it is until you get up there!  The crater has to be 2 KM in diameter.  I suppose I could look this up, but I’m sleeeepy! 

A view of the summit from Gilman’s Point.

Can you see the sign there in the distance on top of the crater?

I should have brought home a rock or two, but they’d probably get mixed up with all the other rocks I have taken from other places that I have no idea where they came from… 

And then, we went DOWN!

What a day.

And as I sit in this Internet Cafe, nay, “Business Centre,” it all hardly seems real.

Did we REALLY do all that?

My Dad, Subash, and I keep looking at eachother with curious stares and asking ourselves that same question…