Home? Home is the last place you want to be 13,000 feet up. Shoot, look at yourself, standing above the cloud line. Go ahead, go look at the picture again. Amazing, huh? Crazy, right? Yup, there you are at home on the mountain. The mountain that in a few short days will make you beg for the comforts home. Heat. Hot water. Soap. Your own toilet, not some brown stool nestled in blue tarp. Home would be nice right now you think and suddenly it dawns on you…If you were home you wouldn't be here, in Africa, on Kilimanjaro, experiencing what very few people experience. Home? Home is for homebodies, this is an expedition, an adventure, a once in lifetime experience, and something you'll tell people about at cocktail parties.

Cut to a holiday cocktail party in Greenwich, you're standing in a small group sipping a Macallen on rocks, the guest next to you is eating diver caught scallops from Maine wrapped in pancetta, it's snowing out, there's a lull in the conversation, you seize the moment "So we climbed, Kilimanjaro" you say matter-of-factly. "Really?" the group replies in unison. “Yup" you say, and seconds before you launch into the details, the gentleman next to you with a piece of pancetta on his chin says, "Wow, I wish I did that, I've got to get out of the house more."

Home? You were at home on the mountain and we have the several pages of pictures to prove it.