<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Peter apparently doesn’t want to talk more … I head for my tent … hmmm … last night I felt like we were out in the wild so slept ready to be up quickly if something untoward occurred … tonight though, this place feels downright civilized even though I’m in the same tent on the same cot with the same mosquito netting … so after using their efficient lavatory facility and brushing my teeth, I put on long pajamas against the overnight cold and read for a bit … then lights out … tired after being bounced in the vehicle for much of the day and the adrenalin of the river crossings and  then the tour … and a last memory that we’re at close to 5,000 ft. altitude … less air here …</em></span></span><br/>