A couple of hikes that I remember in particular — one was in the Canadian Rockies. I was in Banff and we had done — we did, we did two different hikes, like one after the other, one day and then the next day. And, of course, I can’t remember either — what either one of them was called. One of them, there was a tea house. We ended at a tea house, and I think that it might have been like, a tea — something with that tea house. And I think that you left from Lake Louise. I feel like we walked around Lake Louise and then took, you know, went up, went up into the mountains from there. Possibly — boy, I should really look this up, I don’t know. But we ended up at this tea house and all I kept thinking the whole time is, there’s a tea house up here, and all of the things that are in this tea house, someone had to trek up this mountain, and all of the fresh supplies that they have at this cafe are brought in daily or weekly or whatever it is, and somebody literally is trekking them up the mountain. There’s no, you know, no way to get them up there other than somebody’s, somebody’s bringing them up on their back or something. So, I thought that was pretty impressive. 

But I was really grateful to get there. I was, I was ready. And apparently, that’s not — I mean, that’s not the end, it’s not as far as you can go. You can keep going. But I was, I was pretty much done when we got to that little tea house, but it was, it was a nice little tea house.