Russian Revolution at 13,000 feet

It all broke loose at lunch after the acclimatization hike today-our fellow Russian climbers staged a sit in about the weather and differences in the program they were sold.

After about twenty minutes of yelling and histrionics, two of the guides walked out and we were left wondering whether we had witnessed our first Russian General Strike. It was great to be part of a century old Russian tradition, and see in person what we had only read in textbooks.

After leaving the tense atmosphere of the dining hall, we found out what was happening - there is a blizzard warning tomorrow, so we won't be attempting the summit on Wednesday. Instead, we will leave early Thursday morning and go for the summit then.

By the way, the weather has turned nasty all the way down the mountain, so it is nice to be in a warm shelter not a tent (although I do miss Jimmy's pink sleeping bag and the warmth it provided).

We will be in touch on our rest day tomorrow; there is so much tension and excitement in our shelter we will have more great stories!