I kinda blew out my right knee (I know I know, there's always some sort of something wrong with me all the time, but there were so many stairs. Like, they could not just build a trail that followed the river. It had to go 2,000 stairs up to one village to give them business, then 2,000 stairs down to the river (it always had a sweet bridge though) then 2,000 stairs up to the next village to give them business and so on), so I'll do less trekking after volunteering and more kayaking, elephant riding and bungee jumping, maybe.
Life on the trail was sweet though. Pretty much half the people were Nepali porters carrying tons of anything from coke bottles to computer monitors on their back between the villages wearing nothing but flip flops and sometimes just in their bare feet. It's also pretty amazing what kind of food you might get... pizza, macaroni, spaghetti, omelettes, dhal baat of course, the mind-blowing snickers spring roll, and the soon-to-be-world-famous gurung (or tibetan) bread. I learned how to make that and the snickers spring roll, and holy shnikes you are in for a trip if i get to make it for u.
I saw a yak 30 minutes before it was 'sacrificed'. They said the meat was really tasty. There were also goats everywhere since every family needs one for the ongoing festival which involves a goat sacrifice tomorrow. More on that to come. Sorry only one pic. It just takes forever.
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