We were packed and fed and ready to descend the mountain bright and early the morning of our third day in Lalibela. Going down was so much more fun than going up. I had more opportunities to take in the scenery and Ashlynn fell asleep on my back for at least an hour of the trek down.
A large portion of the steepest descent had to be done on foot because the mules weren't steady enough to carry us and I found it refreshing to rely on my own feet to climb down. When we reached the city the mules just kept on walking. They carried us all the way to the Mountain View hotel where we would stay that night. The difference between Hudad and Mountain View couldn't be more apparent as you arrive. We all couldn't wait to take showers and wash the grit our from under our fingernails. Our clothing and hair smelled like smoke from the fires we sat around for meals on the plateau. We were filthy from the dust and grime from hiking up and down the mountain.
|Mountain View hotel|
|Overjoyed to be out of the ergo carrier|
|Ben Ababa restaurant|