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Jepp, det e no det dinna her skal handle om. Kordan sn?kave, vind og diverse andre faktorer kan ?dlegge ein tur beire enn eg er ? sprenge bygninger (kansje ein smule internhumor i den siste, menmen sp?r s? f?r du vite det).

It’s probably well know around here at the hospital that I was going on a mountain trip at the high and famous mountain Sk?la. Well the trip was delayed until 1000. Well aware of it was late, we know we had the Supersonic speed veichel Ford Escor. Not a Pajero that only goes in 40 km/t in the turns.
When we had gone into Warp 2 we had to slow down, the destination was close. We didn’t wan’t to risk passing our huge and dangerous mountain.
When we arraived we nearly had big losses, but we didn’t have any casualities when the heat nearly killed us. After many challenges we finally got some view, we could se longer that we had ever seen before, with the thought that we only where 1/4 of the way to the High Mountain, the place was named Base Camp 1.
After a break of three long relaxing minutes, we found out that a picture would be nice. By the time I used to find my camera a dangerous fog suddenly where approaching. The thought of this probably had acid rain from Sellafield in England made us pack our humongus backpacks and sodd off. Even if we where well trained (about 50% of the group of two people) we where caught by the fog after a few minutes. Fearless as we where, we continued even if the acid rain pored down over us, After a while we had to sit down, the next thing we had to do would be crossing a river. You can’t be tierd when you are crossing a river, that could make huge losses to the group. Because it was a bridge over the river we decided soon that we could pass the river after 15 minutes of resting. While we where sitting and discussing the lenght of our pause two people that had turned on their trip to the dangerous mountain.
In small periods the acid rain, luckly for us, the rain stopped while we where crossing the river. When we where at 1300 meters over sea level we met alot of people that had been forced down by the dangerous mountain. The rumors among these brave people that it was really bad wheater at the top. The information we got out of these heroic people was that we had an hour or one and a half hour to the top. We decided that we would continiue, even if we exposed ourself for the risk that it would be dark and we then would be left alone with our rough and hard mother nature. We would meet a could, and living on 6 slices of bread 4 with Nugatti and 2 with meat, 1 old potato chips, 1 inflatable pink Yaris and a pajero collection having all the diffrent models. We wouldn’t survive one night with that equipment.
After even more struggeling to reach the top we met even more people, about 30 minutes before the top, we met more brave and heroic people, these seemed to have higher moral, you could even see a smile in their face between the fog, they told us the that it was about 30 hard, struggeling minutes left to reach the top. At that point our heroic team was in doubt if it should continiue the trip, or if they should camp in the inflatebale pink Yaris and listen to Finn Kalvik with the volume as high up that we couldn’t hear the wind.
But we decided that we had to continiue, reach the top, that was our primary target. After 30 minutes we could see a huge cabin in the fog, we had finally reached the top. As many great explorer’s there wasen’t people with flaggs celebrating our heroic trip. They where probably down where we started and made the celebration ready for us.
After 30 minutes looking at this stone cabin we did know that it was time to start our return home. Really fast we went down the mountain, beleaving that there would be thousands of people standig to watch the heroes come back from the dangerous hill. But when we finally arrived down, we didn’t hear anything, we couldn’t see anyone. And it was only our car standing in the parking place. While I was driving home, the thought that none of the great artists in the world was famous before after they where dead. Probably they would look on us as great discoverers when we’re dead.
Even discoverers like us can suffer damages, my nose is dripping like the Niagara Falls and my feet’s are hurting. We’ll you don’t get anything for free, maybe only pink Yaris’es