There were five of us on the wall, but only 2 portaledges. Luckily we had a hammock for the the fifth person. Every day we did rock, paper, sizers to see who was sleeping in the hammock. It was a nightmare to get in to your sleeping-bag and get comfortably installed. Once you were in some might say it was ok. One night, when it was Silvia’s turn to sleep in the hammock we heard a loud scream. When we looked out, Silvia was dangling off a rope three meters lower. The hammock had suddenly flipped and thrown her for a ride. Always a nice way to wake up.