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| view upon waking up |
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| out for a stroll of the village |
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| a chubster and his doll |
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| an invitation for tea |
We got to see some classes in action.
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| oh the irony |
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| the schoolyard |
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| construction for a new monastery |
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| constructing bamboo roof plates |
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| tea drying |
On our way through a small mountain town, we came across a party where the town was being presented solar panels. It seemed nice until we realized it was all a political ploy as this is the year for a new election.
We carried on and came to another town for a walkabout. We passed by a little old lady walking oh so slowly in her bare feet. Joy, our guide, stopped to give her some money for a new pair of shoes. She graciously took his donation and invited us into her home for tea.
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| the stories those wrinkles must tell |
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