People were camping there and lounging half-naked in the snow. There’re crazies everywhere, I guess.

The sun was very hot. My lovely Lidl chocolate bar melted in my bag, but froze again within a minute of unwrapping it. I am also melting and refreezing often.

When we felt cold y’day, our guide told us it was warm. Today we sweated and he told us it was cold. Our perception is not reality – it’s an Inception thing.

We used crampons for the first time. Sharp blades on my feet like a shitty version of Wolverine. Ability to walk awkwardly on ice: worst mutation ever.

It was our guide’s birthday today, we got him a big blinking badge, but he won’t wear it. We also had a sparkler with dinner and 1 bottle of wine between 13.

Rest day tomorrow in preparation for our summit attempt at 3am on Friday morning. I’m getting a bit nervous now. I think we all are.

(This post was sent by text message to a friend who has uploaded it to Baldfeet on Dermot’s behalf.)