After a good night’s sleep and a solid breakfast of fried eggs and potatoes, we started our 8-mile trek to Namche Bazaar bright and early at 7:30 in the morning.
On our way out of the village, we had a chance to meet Pemba’s parents in their Sherpa home for a cup of fresh milk from the cow. It was amazing to experience how Sherpas live and how efficient they are within the smallest space.
The weather was spectacular and we did not have to wait very long to see one of the “Giants” -- Thamsarku. It just makes you smile: sun, blue sky and the snow topped Thamsarku. Beautiful!
The first part of the trek was a lot of up and down, but the second half was a steep climb up to Namche Bazar. Along the way, we saw plenty of Yaks carrying heavy loads from the upper regions of Sagaramatha National Park all the way down to Lukla. We crossed the Dudkoshi River at several point along the trail using high, hanging bridges.
To me, Namche Bazaar does not seem like a village. It appears more like a city, with blue and red rooftops nestled within the mountainside.