What do you do when you are at an altitude of over 2 miles high, deep in the Andean Mountains and become so extremely sick each step is excruciatingly painful? Call for an ambulance.
Here Johanne gets a piggy back ride from a porter half her weight (sorry Joey-Lynn) who basically ran her to base camp only switching once with the guy in red. Our group was a half hour a head of us and these two guys arrived at camp an hour before anyone else passing everyone on the trail. Unbelievable really.
I knew she was incredibly sick at this point when she agreed to do this as one slip could have been disastrous for both. But these guys are tough and rugged and more sure footed than an Alpaca.
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