Today is a so-called rest day, I spend part of the afternoon sending libidinous txts to Isabelle.
It's been a predominantly male world this last week or blowke-ish if you like.
The only oblique contact with the fairer sex was the sight of a fit swiss german woman's knickers at about 3.15am during the mad ablution stampede in the unisex loo at the Finsteraarhorn hut.
To quote a cynic - 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder, unless there's other opportunities?'
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