Picking up from yesterday –
So, then I hear Mohammed above me! And I have to like not show that I can hear him to other people. But if I don’t acknowledge him, he’s gonna keep yelling my name.
So, I take back my phone from the guy who was taking photos and wildly WhatsApp as fast as my fingers will allow, explaining what’s going on and worried he’s not gonna see or blow my cover.
I give the guy who’d followed as a guide some money and try to tell him seriously to go on, I’m done. I just want him out of there as fast as possible, before Mohammed gets down to us.
I do get the guide to go ahead of me. He takes his money and goes.
Mohammed reads my text and doesn’t talk to me out loud. He sees I’m following up behind me, so he just stays ahead of me.
There are what feels like a million stairs.
And somehow I climbed out of there, and we made it back to the car.
In a perfect world, I would’ve spent a little more time at the top, and tried to hold a monkey. But I’d already pressed my luck about a million times and Mohammed was ready to get back to the car.
So, we did.
And then I saw he’d bought me this super sweet souvenir with my name on it and everything. (We love Mohammed.)
And then off we went.
And this is where I’ll pick up tomorrow [with one more post about the waterfall].