So. Hani and I couldn't even climb up to the peak, because we were soooo not able to. We stayed at Laban Rata, recuperating, while Abah went with John to the peak, but from what I understand was not to the highest peak, because he was soooo not able to too. Hahah. Hey, we climbed Mt. Kinabalu, we just didn't reach the highest peak! That's something, right? Don't judge! Bak kata the park rangers, "Lain kali coba lagi". I hear you rangers, I hear you.
Going down the mountain today was faster (it took us 5 hours), but just as hard as when we climbed up. My knees buckled unexpectedly a couple of times, because it shook so hard. Eh, the positive side is that I managed NOT to land on my face. The last couple of metres were a killer though. Total killer. But the elation I felt when we finally reached the park HQ... man!! I love you tanah rata!
