That title is quite a mouthful, but it cleverly lets you know that this book is not a clinical account of what climbing Kilimanjaro entails. Instead, the title tells you that everything pertaining to climbing Kilimanjaro is going to be relayed with humour and candidness, making it a book that anyone considering scaling Africa’s magnificent peak should read.
I’m not one of those types who go out looking for the ultimate adrenalin rush, and climbing the world’s highest mountains has not always been on my list of things to do. But when my friends Sine and Monia told me about their plan, I listened carefully, particularly since Monia had already done it before. Maybe, just maybe, I would consider it. After I heard how it was for them. Maybe.
The mountain was scaled and the two came back, exhilarated and fulfilled, and though they told us about aspects of the trip, I sensed that they were holding back. I had the feeling that there was more to this journey that could be relayed adequately in the course of a discussion over coffee. Perhaps I would need to climb the mountain myself to find out what it was.
Then Sine published her book and two things happened: First I found out that my friend’s full name is Eva Melusine. Then I was overcome with excitement at having the chance to find out exactly what happened on that mountain. The book did not disappoint. Now I understood the wistful, faraway look Sine would get in her eyes as she stared into the distance while the rest of us talked about normal everyday things; and why Monia, who is bubbly and chatty most of the time, was quiet, contemplative and rather serious for quite a while after coming back.
In her book, Sine shares how her group came together and decided to go on this adventure. She tells how she prepared herself for it and gives a day-to-day account of the journey, culminating in the summit night, where the final, gruelling ascent was made toward the top of Kilimanjaro. She is very candid about the potty situation, but approaches it with such good humour and grace, that I may be able to overlook it and consider climbing the mountain despite it being littered with, well… with human waste.
An aspect of the book I enjoyed is that it refers to accounts by the first European to summit Kilimanjaro, Dr Hans Meyer. It is interesting to see how some of his advice for mountain climbers still holds true today, and equally, how much has changed since Meyer made his first summit in 1889.
Will I attempt to climb Kili now that I’ve read Eva Melusine’s Kilimanjaro Diaries? I feel no closer to making a firm decision, but Sine’s account of her experience makes me feel more confident that I too am capable of giving it a good try, and possibly being successful.