Longing for mountains…

I miss the way we stuck our feet with mud…
I miss the way we carry 12 liters of water at the back, walking for almost 2 days…
I miss the way limatiks suck my neck to get some fresh blood…
I miss the way we shout unceasingly while pouring a very cold water from the head…
I miss the way we slide when the trail is slippery…
I miss the way we eat oatmeal with milo for breakfast…
I miss the way we bring ponkana juices, lots of meat loaves and sausages when performing an assault to the peak…
I miss the way we shouted “I declare this, the PEAK!”…
I miss the way we rest without minding how dirty the ground is…

I miss my mountain buddies…
I miss the mountains…
That’s all I can say for now…