Dinner is a basket of bread, freshly baked. The hotel is in colonial style, and the kitchen has a bread-baking service.
Mineral water and bread were enough for dinner - the local curry rice and bean soup, which Chen Nuo wouldn't even dare to touch to death.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Chen Nuo wandered out of the hotel and walked on the streets of Kathmandu.
In this era, there are not many domestic tourists in Kathmandu...the most popular ones now are Southeast Asia, Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand.
It will not be until the new media era more than ten years later that this place will be joined by a group of Internet influencers and a few second-rate businessmen in the tourism industry to come up with the "highest happiness index" gimmick.
No one knows which pheasant organization rated this so-called "highest happiness index".
Anyway, the Nepalese people themselves definitely don’t recognize it.
When it comes to the term literary youth, it was still a compliment in the 1970s and 1980s, because it had a high gold content. The threshold for literary youth in that era was also high. You must at least be familiar with Rabindranath Tagore, Shelley Yeats, and in domestic terms, Haizi
Gu Cheng, Shu Ting and Bei Dao must be able to talk about it.
By the 1990s, it was a little weaker, but at least you had to have watched Wang Xiaobo and read San Mao, and you could talk about the new wave of movies in both mouth and mouth. Wong Kar-Wai's lines are also an indispensable compulsory course.
After 2000, things went bad. The explosion of the Internet caused a large influx of literary and artistic young people to show off... There is actually nothing wrong with pretending, because the older generation of literary and artistic young people also like to show off.
But the problem is that most of the new influx have no money and can only pretend to be cool, and they are just pretending blindly.
One of the biggest reasons is that the literary and artistic youth before 2000 really had some cultural advantages. But after 2000, higher education became popular and the streets were full of college students.
At this time, when an uneducated and pretentious person talks to you, passers-by will be disgusted: Who has not gone to college, who has not received higher education? Is it your turn to pretend to be like me?
Literary literacy is non-existent. You dare to pretend after reading a few words of chicken soup for the soul produced by those second-rate literary dealers.
Later, it was even more nonsense. In the new media era, collective transformation occurred. On one's own Weibo and in the circle of friends, the years were quiet and graceful, but when in other people's places, one opened and closed one's genitals. I haven't read many books - just brush the small
Red book.
why?
Because the cost of showing off is low.
You don’t need to bother reading large volumes of classics or poems. It doesn’t matter if you understand them or not – you don’t need to read them.
Some of the big Vs in the new media use soft articles mixed with personal information to directly condense the golden sentences for you: Take it, you don’t need to read the whole work, just these two sentences, it’s enough to show off.
Having said that, those literary and artistic young people who firmly believe that Nepal has the highest happiness index in the world are actually the same group of people as those who took a bus to XC and shouted that their souls were purified and their souls were sublimated...part of them overlaps and they are the same group of people.
Well, it’s the kind of person who doesn’t take a plane and hitches a ride along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, dressing up like a gypsy girl. He rides on cars during the day and fires at night. He donates his body to replace the fare, travel, food and accommodation.
, and finally all the way to the entrance of Potala Palace.
At this time, looking at the clean sky, breathing in the air with low oxygen content, I shouted: the soul is purified.
Then he posted all kinds of pretentious words on Weibo in the circle of friends, matching his dirty face that was red from the plateau.
A pretentious face that sees through the world, infinitely sublimates the soul, and purifies the soul...
Cleanse your sister.
Have you washed away the fishy smell on your body?
So angry.
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Chen Nuo walked around outside and came back with large and small bags. When he returned to the hotel, the package had been delivered to his room.
After checking things in the room and packing them up, Chen Nuo went to the lobby on the first floor and found the owner of the hotel.
"I need to go to Lukla and then EBC."
The owner of the hotel is an Englishman with dark skin and shrewd eyes. He looked at the guest in front of him and smiled: "Hiking?"
"No, airplane."
"Friend, if you are going to EBC, I suggest you just fly to Lukla. Then you can walk there, join a few Sherpas, hire a yak team to transport your supplies, and you can also take a look along the way.
Beautiful scenery.”
Chen Nuo grinned: "I'm in a hurry, please contact me."
The owner's name is Wilson, a typical British name. His hotel in Kathmandu may seem inconspicuous, but it is actually the place of choice for many industry enthusiasts.
And this Wilson himself is also a member of several local mountaineering and hiking associations - the posture kind.
Some mountaineering and hiking enthusiasts who are visiting Nepal for the first time can get some consultation and help from him, of course, for a fee.
This is also the biggest reason why Chen Nuo chose this hotel.
He is going to EBC.
The full name is: Everest Base Camp
Commonly known as: Everest Base Camp.
Located at an altitude of about 5,300 meters, it is the base camp for all mountaineering teams and mountaineers around the world who climb Mount Everest before launching their sprint to Mount Everest.
(Note 1: In fact, the EBC of Nepal is the south slope of Mount Everest. There is also a base camp on the north slope in my country's XC territory. However, because the climbing difficulty on the south slope is lower, most climbers around the world will choose Nepal. The route - the mountaineering route in northern my country is too dangerous.)
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Wilson was a little hesitant at first, but when Chen Nuo slapped a stack of U.S. dollars on the table, the British man smiled.
"I happen to have a few old friends who are going to EBC, but they are already resting in the town of Lukla. Tomorrow there will be a helicopter to take them to EBC. You know, the helicopter from Lukla to EBC is not cheap, and, I
You have to ask them if they are willing to temporarily add a stranger passenger."
Chen Nuo thought for a while, then took out a few more bills and put them on the table.
Wilson actually smiled this time.
"My friends are very generous people. I think they would not refuse a young mountaineering enthusiast from the East."
Wilson collected the banknotes on the table.
"Young man, although it's none of my business, I still want to say that climbing Mount Everest is not a joke. Do you have the professional ability and are you fully prepared?" Wilson simply turned around.
He poured a cup of coffee and pushed it to Chen Nuo on the table, and continued to smile:
"I have some familiar friends who can help you hire the most reliable Sherpa guide. Also, if you want to apply for a permit to climb Mount Everest, I can also get it at a cheap price."
Yes, a permit. According to the laws of the Nepalese government, you must apply for a permit to climb Mount Everest. One… ten thousand US dollars.
"No, you misunderstood." Chen Nuo said with a smile: "I don't plan to climb Mount Everest, I just want to go hiking nearby. I'm not the kind of brainless fool."
"That's good." Wilson's smile remained unchanged: "Every year, a few adventurers who are full of romantic fantasies but have no climbing ability come to climb Mount Everest...and there are always some corpses left behind every year. If you just
If you want to hike around EBC, do you really don’t need me to introduce you to a good Sherpa guide?”
Chen Nuo took a sip of coffee and put it down: "Please contact the plane as soon as possible. I hope to catch the helicopter of your friends as you mentioned."
"Then you won't be able to sleep well tonight. I will contact the airport in Kathmandu immediately. There will be a flight to Lukla Airport tomorrow morning. After you arrive in Lukla, you can meet up with my friends and board their helicopter to go to EBC."
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The small town of Lukla is quite famous in the world's mountaineering circles.
This town is not conspicuous on the map, but its location is very important.
For any mountaineering organization or individual who intends to climb Mount Everest, if they ascend the mountain from the southern slope of Nepal, then the small town of Lukla is the final place to gather and replenish supplies.
Lukla town is 2840 meters above sea level and has a small population.
And here is a world-famous airport: Lukla Airport.
This airport is famous all over the world because it is known as the most dangerous airport in the world.
It has a runway that is known as the "Roof of the World".
The short 500-meter runway can only land small aircraft. At the end of the runway, there is a daunting cliff...the drop is as high as 700 meters.
That is to say, once the plane lands and does not slow down in time and overshoots the runway, there will be no other consequences except that the plane crashes and everyone is killed.
And this runway is still on a slope.
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March 21, 2001, 9:40 am.
Lukla Airport.
Young Nivelle Devonshire hid her feet and stood under the control tower of the airport, watching her parents negotiating with the pilot. Her uncle who was traveling with her was talking to a local guide and counting her luggage.
Materials.
The 18-year-old Nivell is a sporty girl. At the age of 18, she is proficient in swimming, horseback riding, and has a scuba diving license. She is also a high-altitude and low-altitude skydiving expert and a member of the Eton College Ski Club.
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Nivelle, who has blond hair, is not the kind of weak aristocratic girl in the traditional sense. Although the name Devonshire is enough to prove her ancient bloodline and aristocratic status.
Let's put it this way, this is a young girl who loves sports and even extreme sports.
Her facial features are very deep, and she has a delicate face that is rare among Caucasians.
Because she has been exercising all year round, Nivel's young face has a healthy blush that is unique to young people. She looks full of energy and vitality. Long-term exercise has created a girl with an exquisite figure full of unrestrained aura.
Youthful and vigorous vitality.
Born in this aristocratic family, her parents are both sports experts, especially her father, Rock Devonshire, who is a famous mountaineering enthusiast. Her mother is a canoeist from Cambridge University. Her uncle
He is an equestrian master.
It can be said that Nivel has inherited the family's sports genes and is excellent in all aspects - if it were not for the existence of her sister.
Nivel looked not far away, and stood beside the helicopter, carefully observing a slender figure in the cockpit.
Lux Devonshire, twenty-four years old this year. The Devonshire family has the iconic golden hair and beauty.
If we say that the eighteen-year-old Nivel has inherited the family's excellent genes.
Then the twenty-four-year-old Lux is the sports genius of the Devonshire family, and the dark cloud that hangs over her younger sister Nivel.
Nivel is an expert skier. Her sister Lux has already obtained senior membership of the famous Selden Ski Association at the age of nineteen. At the age of twenty, she swam across the English Channel and even went to the Thames for this purpose.
At the same time, she is also a master who is proficient in "alpine climbing techniques".
Let's put it this way, her sister Lux is proficient in almost all the projects that Nivel is good at, and she can do them better and better than her.
In addition, she also inherited the beauty of the Devonshire family and has a hot figure. Lux is even the darling of the media and has appeared on the covers of several sports magazines.
This trip to Nepal was a [vacation] for the Devonshire family.
They don't plan to climb Mount Everest, not this time.
The biggest purpose of this trip is to take the two daughters of the family to the base camp at the foot of Mount Everest to feel the atmosphere of the climbing circle. At the same time, we can go to Lobuqie Peak, which is less difficult and is known as the weathervane of Mount Everest.
Take a look and let the children, especially the 18-year-old Nivea, experience the atmosphere of mountain climbing.
The Devonshire family is not short of money, so naturally they will not walk from Lukar to EBC (Everest Base Camp) like ordinary mountaineers, nor will they waste time hiring a yak team to transport supplies and equipment, but directly
Depart by helicopter from Lukar Airport to EBC.
This can save about seven or eight days.
Hmm...money ability.
"Okay girls, we're ready to go."
Uncle Benjamin strode over. This bearded guy was the brother of the mother of the two girls.
Well, according to Chinese tradition, I should be called uncle.
But Europeans are not divided, they are all called uncle.
"Are we ready to go?" Nivel was already a little impatient: "Dad said he still has to wait for a guest?"
Nivell's face didn't look good.
Benjamin raised his head, put his hand on his forehead and looked at the sky.
There was a faint sound of engines in the sky.
After a while, a small silver-white plane slowly descended and landed on the runway. After a while of taxiing, it finally landed safely.
"It seems that our late guest has arrived." Benjamin smiled and ran away.
Nivel's face was ugly, staring at the plane stopped in the distance.
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Ten minutes later, Chen Nuo stood in front of the Devonshire family.
The boy was wearing a red hiking suit and protective glasses, and he smiled with white teeth.
The father of two children, Rock, looked at the guest in front of him: "The guest introduced by Wilson? I want to see your passport first, sir."
"no problem."
Chen Nuo took out his passport and handed it to the handsome middle-aged man in front of him.
Rock opened it and took a look: "Your name is..."
"chenyang." Chen Yanluo lied without blinking: "Twenty-one years old, from HK."
There is no doubt that the passport Chen Nuo took out is fake.
He just got it after arriving in Kathmandu yesterday. It is made locally and costs US$50.
After he arrived in Kathmandu, he always used this passport whether he checked into a hotel or when he was facing the Devonshire family. There was no internet access in a place like Kathmandu, so it was easy to pass the hotel checkpoint.
As for the present...
Sure enough, Rock had no doubts and returned the passport to Chen Nuo, but he still added: "You speak English very well and your accent is very standard. Have you been to London?"
"I've traveled a few times." Chen Nuo grinned: "I'm an Arsenal fan."
Sure enough, Roque's face suddenly became much closer: "Very good, our family is all Arsenal fans. You are welcome to join, Mr. Chen."
The middle-aged handsome man shook hands with Chen Nuo, and then said with the strict attitude unique to British people: "Let's talk about it first, you just pay to fly on our plane, and any actions you take along the way and the consequences they cause will be the same."
We have no relationship. And our peers are limited to flying. Once the plane lands at EBC, we no longer have any partnership."
"Of course, I'm just taking a ride." The young man smiled politely, with white teeth.