|view upon waking up|
|out for a stroll of the village|
|a chubster and his doll|
|an invitation for tea|
We got to see some classes in action.
|oh the irony|
|construction for a new monastery|
|constructing bamboo roof plates|
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.
|the stories those wrinkles must tell|