Starting from Delhi early in the morning we reached Barsu at 8 in the night, from where our trek was to start the very next morning.
I was still in my cotton pajamas that I had considered suitable when I was in Delhi. We had ascended to more than 2000 meters, and the pajamas only just reached up to my mid calves. It was pitch dark, and I could only see the silhouette of a tent, and high mountains on all sides. I was shivering, and all I could think of was some warm clothes.
Our staff introduced us to our tent, which had beds and a proper loo. I was happy enough with our home for the night, when they called us for tea in the light of a little battery-run-led-lamp.