So last night I tried climbing Mount Fuji. There were really a lot of people. Also some of them were really slow.
Thankfully they all used the same part of the way, the easiest. So by being a little bit ballsy I was able to advance at a reasonable pace by overtaking them, making 5 minutes breaks from time to time. I even heard some girls say "kakkoi" after I overtook them by climbing a specially steep rock.
Then trouble arrived. When I was at ~1 hours of the top, I began feeling ill. Since the weather was colder than I thought, I hadn't the right gear so I began feeling cold too. I decided to take a break in a hut along the way. The people inside explained to me that I has to pay 7200¥ if I wanted to stay inside.
So I went "shalom brother, not paying for that"and found a bench outside and tried to wrap me as much as possible into my cheap survival blanket. I managed to somehow sleep two hours like this. When I woke up I felt even more sick and was shaking because of the cold.
I decided to continue climbing but after 5 minutes I came to the realisation I was too tired and sick to continue. Then my moral broke down and I began to think that I could die here.
I didn't understand why I was sick but I figured out that I had to go down so at least the temperature would be better.
The beginning of the descent was painful, I had to make frequent break because I would end up being out of breath because of previously mentioned sickness. My heart was also beating very fast all the time, it was scary. However I couldn't stay motionless too long otherwise I would began shaking from the cold again. At a moment I just wanted to lie down and die so at least it would be over but I managed to go on.
After a while I reached a low enough altitude to have a high enough temperature so I wouldn't have to worry about the cold too much anymore. I also noticed that the closer to the bottom I got, the less sick I felt, so I probably has altitude sickness or something like that.
So I took a long break and watched the sun rising. Since I couldn't see it from the top of Mount Fuji I wanted at least to see him from the Mount Fuji. It was beautiful. The end of the descent was nice and without problem.
Now I'm resting at my hostel. My feet hurt because my hiking shoes were too small but I don't care too much. Even if I didn't manage to get to the top I think it was a valuable experience. Of course I never really was in danger during the ascend but I sure felt that way and it was the first time I experienced this kind of fear and despair so I think I learned something at least.
It also confirmed me that I was the kind of people who like to stay in their comfy home, comfy village, comfy town and didn't like adventure that much. So I think I got to know myself better!
