I have not mentioned squats until now, but will mention them at the point of getting my first warm water in days. The tea houses have rarely had baths or toilet facilities in the rooms, and it meant getting up and navigating cold and dark outdoor walks in the night.
We hiked back down from the top, and on our second night we are back at Jhinu, a tea house whose bathrooms at the end of the hall have both toilets and enough hot water to take a modified shower. Some of my companions have endured the bitter cold water, but I know me, and if my body temp dropped in response to a cold shower, it would be extremely difficult to bring it back up. We never seem to stop and have time to bathe when a hot sun is pouring over us! It is a curious phenomenon that although we all must smell pretty rank and can occasionally smell ourselves and the traces in our clothes, we are immune to being conscious of the smells of one another.
Although we are back in the land of the hot springs, my knees are strained and vote NO on any optional walking. I enjoy my milk tea and later learn to play a new card game from the Brits. It is a game a few of us will continue to play for the rest of the trek, and one I look forward to teaching my nephews when we are on our holiday trip later.
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