And I made it all the way to the top. I bitched and complained the entire way, and the last couple hundred meters really was pretty miserable, but I'm glad I did it. I got my cool Fuji Stick stamped with the official "you just spent a hundred bucks and an entire weekend to see a sunrise" stamp put on it by the monks at the top of the mountain. I wonder how they get to work every day. I bet there's an elevator or something. I want to say that the last 200m, when I couldn't walk more than 5 steps without almost passing out/throwing up, was entirely due to elevation sickness. Somebody said that elevation sickness can affect people regardless of their physical fitness. But that kinda seems like bull to me. I don't really want to use an excuse when I know I'm not nearly in as good shape as I should be. It seems like even with really thin air a person with better cardio will be able to use what little oxygen is available more efficiently. But who cares, I made it, I didn't puke, and I felt much better once I got to the top and had some hot chocolate.
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hahahaha i like your final comments about the elevation sickness. that pic makes me almost want to climb fuji myself, except everyone who's climbed it can only talk about how miserable it was the weekend they went.
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