Sudo ‘Make me a Sandwich’

I actually was productive today. I decided I should go do a hike.
I first had to empty my race bag to get the equipment I would like to have. The new backpack I purchased for the run was nice and big, but it was not as waterproof as I had hoped. It is really regrettable that the race insisted I bring my travel documentation with me; my passport looks a mess now.
While I’m on the subject, I have a growing concern that some of my stuff is missing. I purchased a nice souvenir UTMB knife for the race, and I can’t find it anymore. I also can’t find the power adaptor for my iDevices. You know, the one that doesn’t work anymore. I wonder if I’m missing anything else.
Anyway, I set out on my hike with my usual level of preparedness; barely any. I will give myself credit for wearing my trail runners and having my hiking poles. But I also managed to bring an empty water bottle. I was planning on filling it along the way, but it kept slipping my mind. I left at a bit after one o’clock, and planned to grab something to eat as soon as possible. But the hostel’s bar was closed, so I couldn’t grab something there. There will probably be some quaint restaurant along the way where I can get a sandwich. A sandwich would be really nice.
So I set out, and found a trail going to the Cascade du Dade, which was recommended to me. It took half an hour to get there, with me stopping to take some pictures too. There was indeed a restaurant right by a pleasant waterfall. So I went in to get my sandwich.
They were out of bread.
I did not wish to support an establishment that is using such a base bait-and-switch tactic. The omelets might have been nice, but they were priced higher than the sandwich I craved. I mulled outside the restaurant for awhile.
There was a sign there, pointing down a trail, saying that the Plan de L’Aiguille was a three hour hike away. Well, they had sandwiches there yesterday. It is like the competition was advertising right outside the restaurant. Once I get in my head to do something, like getting a sandwich, it is very hard to convince me otherwise. So I had a new plan.
Fortunately, I had a powerbar with me to help tide me over. The lack of water was annoying. Especially since I passed a bunch of signs in French saying something about a perimeter of potable water. Was I entering, or leaving? Who knows? Suck it up, princess. If you don’t suffer, you won’t learn.
Well, I was motivated, and I climbed the 1100 vertical meters in about two and a quarter hours. Fifteen minutes before the end, was the Resort de L’Aiguille. It was a restaurant, right next to a blessed hose of water that I was told was potable. But this restaurant, despite having free range donkeys, did not have sandwiches. Onward Ho!
I finally got to the little snack bar at the cable car. I went in, and ordered an Orangina that, despite not having ever had before, I was craving for the last few hours. Then I publicly debated getting a hot dog instead of a sandwich.
They were out of bread.
I don’t know what kind of clown college is running this mountain, but I am very disappointed in them. Here the bait-and-switch worked and I had a small piece of apple pie. Then I took the cable car down the mountain. A ten minute ride over what took me 2.25 hours to climb.
In Chamonix, I did a bit of shopping. I got a new charger. I got some ice cream. I tried to buy a new knife, but they are now only available on the website, which means there will be shipping charges I don’t want to deal with. I hate it when I want to give money to people, and they don’t want to take it.
I took the bus back to the hostel, and started trying to charge my devices. But the new charger only works for the iPhone. My iPad requires too much power. I think it prevents the battery from being drained, but it isn’t adding to it. I think I need to return this and buy the more expensive one.
I’m going to have the salmon filet dinner now.
2012-9-4 20:04

One thought on “Sudo ‘Make me a Sandwich’

  1. Does the hostel have lockers? You might want to get a padlock and make use of the… either you’re dropping things hither and thither or being robbed.

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