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The next day, we woke up early in Bishkek and got a taxi that brought us to the airport just in time. On the flight from Istanbul to San Francisco, I somehow lost my glasses, and when we landed and the plane cleared, someone found them on the floor a dozen rows in front of me. It felt like a bad dream.
Kevin and I parted ways in San Francisco, and I felt unsure of how to say goodbye. We hadn't climbed much at all really since we were students at the University of Montana, but he still brought me to the other side of the planet to explore big rocks. Thank you forever, Kevin.