Mahesh, our yoga teacher, takes us through a stretching session. It hurts like a bitch when you're applying pressure to your aching muscles, but trust me, they'll be thanking you afterward.
Loud but muffled music is being played in the village across from us, the pulsating beats bouncing off the hills and echoing through the valley. Now that my mind isn't fixated with surviving the day's trek I lapse into a somewhat melancholic mood - it's Christmas Day, and I'm spending it in the company of near strangers. This is exactly what I signed up for, I remind myself. Escape often goes hand in hand with loneliness.