On Our Own

We're on our own again. Somehow, miraculously, we made it to the campsite at Asahidake Onsen. The air here is cool and clean, exactly as you'd expect mountain air to be. The campsite and kitchen (!) and bathroom facilities, though located at the edge of a swamp, are also immaculate. The only annoyances are the mosquitoes, which are numerous and hungry.

Chris is still sleeping. He's curved his body in such a way as to allow me only a small semicircle in which to sit. We're to shower this morning, but I don't know how we'll manage it without disturbing our neighbors with our nudity. They seem to be Americans, which makes it somehow worse, perhaps because I could understand their exclamations of surprise and disgust.

Today we embark on our 5-day hike. I hope I don't relapse into sickness.