Woke to clear skies as the resident roster started crowing at 0420. Looks good for flying as long as the weather holds.
We had a quick breakfast, settled our bills and headed for the terminal around the end of the runway.
It was the same chaotic mess as last time with people running to and fro, shouting, shuffling bags and generally contributing to the confusion.
At the pat down station, the official went through my first aid kit, found my tiny tweezers in a plastic tube and confiscated them, saying, "These are not allowed." No matter I've been carrying that first aid kit for the past three years through good security checkpoints. He did his job, by golly.
First Summit Air flight got in and out at 0700. He made a quick turn around and was back at 0811. We loaded up and were on our way.
Touched down at Kathmandu at 0847.
Ramesh found a taxi to our hotel and off we went through the crazy traffic of Kathmandu.
At the hotel we checked in then went up a floor to check in on Russ. He looks much better and is feeling good but still a little weak.
Next priority for me was a long hot shower. Washed my hair and beard for the first time in four weeks. Afterward I felt like a new man.
We took Ramesh, his brother (who had taken care of Russ and Jeff while Mike and I were trekking), and porter Bibi to dinner.
It was a celebratory dinner. Russ had survived a major scare and was doing fine, Jeff had done a good job of helping and caring for his father-in-law, Mike and I had completed the trek and Ramesh was celebrating a successful conclusion to a contract that once had looked pretty shaky.
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