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... bus that reversed all the way back to town. We were fully prepared to make the walk back to Sangla with our bags when a pick-up truck came speeding up to the scene of the accident. Many of the other bus riders hopped in the back and we were able to hitch a ride the remainder of the way.
In all of the mountain villages we were essentially the only tourists, we met one other girl in Sarahan passing through and one older American man in Kalpa. (side note: The ...
... food that the devotees had brought with them. We were anointed by a natural gas vent and received a red oil paint bindi to show our commitment to god.
Anointed by a Lion & God:
We moved onto the next, very crowded shrine. In here we queued for ages to receive blessing from a baba dressed as a lion in front of a Shiva statue seated on a lion.
Anointed by fire & water:
The next shrine proved ...
... us to the roads end, a level gravel turnaround. I am delighted to see the sun breaking thru laying a warm welcome mat for our 40 minute hike. Our hike meanders thru tiny Soyal village and the rocky trail then steepens, the valley narrows and village houses become few.
My temporary new home is the last structure before the trail turns steeply upward and winds up a 400 ft. cliff to the East. The North and South sandwiches the cabin between a impenetrable cliffs ...
... at himalayan borders ever since I became interested in travel. Learning of Tibet, Nepal, and Bhutan is the entire reason I gained an interest in Asia. The world's tallest mountains, bathed in a culture and people who know nothing but humility.
Inspiration isn't strong enough. Neither is bliss. Neither is joy, wonder, excitement, nothing. I'd reached my goal. I'd found my love.
Something changed in me as the sun inched its way upwards. ...
... supporting countries, while I try to enjoy my breakfast. He tries telling me his age and experience makes effectively makes my lack of interest in travelling in the US uncountable, but I remind him genuinely and with compassion, it is purely down to opinion, despite whether I know someone else's experience or not (in my opinion).
I then spot a few other westerners upstairs in the guesthouse. One of them, a lovely blonde woman looks across and we smile. I go over and chat ...