Tag: Kilimanjaro

Turns out the Westview Smirk is just as contagious as dengue fever…Check out the normally stoic James‘ goofy grin as he urges Dan, Summer, Les and Three Generic Tourists onward, onward to the summit. Backpack Kitty, naturally, stays safely nestled in Dan’s pack, and can be counted upon not to jump out and run away. Good kitty!

Way to deal with Les endless’ whining, James: go and ask his daughter to keep him in line. Are there no real men on this expedition? Talk about “begging for a beatdown”: Les is in need of some serious bitch-slappin’. Volunteers?

Good thing Les “trained” for this climb, huh? I’m not sure if it’s “the altitude sickness” but he’s got those same black Zip-a-tone freckles that Summer had when she came down with the flu. Note that although James is serving as “guide” on this trek, he’s wisely letting Dan and Backpack Kitty lead the way, no doubt just in case they startle a hungry cheetah or baboon.

Poor Dan! He’s wearing a cancer schmatte. And speaking of cancer and headwear, I hadn’t noticed ’til today that Les’ manly adventurer hat has a pink headband. And speaking of colors: has anyone else noticed that the sky in these Africa strips has been a weird orangey-yellow?

The ascent has not even begun yet, but I’m already getting a sense that between Les’ annoying schtick and Dan smuggling in his own fauna, James’ patience with this batch of travelers is beginning to wear thin.