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Everest.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • 1 day ago
  • 2 min read

Recently the University of Tik Tok has been showing me many videos of people climbing Mt. Everest.


First off I will share the following with you.


I have done no official research, well because I have no plans EVER, to climb it.


That said, it's like 4 months and 100 grand.


Did I mention I am deathly afraid of heights?


Anyways, these videos I am seeing look like lines to get into the Knicks playoffs except at 8 thousand plus feet on a tightrope.


I saw an interview with a dude who paid 80 grand and lost 6 toes.


When asked if he would do it again he exclaimed hell yeah.


Um what?


Listen I enjoy an adventure.


And by adventure I mean what murder documentary to binge on Netflix.


But whatever, what I mean is why I am going to pay 80 plus grand to feel like I am at a frozen version of Weekend at Bernies?!


Take a left at dead Barb and a right at dead Ed?!?


When you see dead Albert's hand waving at you below the snow, keep traveling North.


Oh, and when you see suspended dead Steve make a louie.


There are a lot of things in this life that I do not understand.


But climbing Everest?


I would rather spend the same amount and go to Disney.


Jk, that is another one of my nightmares.


Going back to my point, I guess I am not a rich adrenaline junkie.


So for now I will be firmly placed on my couch watching Netflix and Tik Tok and judging the life choices of those who are climbing Everest, because I am bougie like that.


Not Everest bougie, but couch bougie.


Good for you guys, no seriously; cool.


Pun intended.


But next time if you want to spend that much on a trip, can you take me to Fiji in one of those over the water hut hotel things?


Thanks in advance!


Patiently waiting for your reply.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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