|Dawn, a nurse, and Drolma, a translator in our kitchen|
Our day today began with a nice walk down the long valley beyond our village. Right at the beginning of the walk, a man invited us into his house for bread, apples, and hot water. He spoke no English, so we had to use our Tibetan vocabulary. In Tibetan, we figured out that he was the father of one of the doctors in the clinic. The living space was on the second floor of the house. The lower area was where they store food. I thought it was super nice of him to invite us in, being strangers. One would never do that in the U.S.A. The rest of our walk was dusty and beautiful. Fields of open land, with rivers flowing through them.
|Hot and dusty|
|Prayer flags on our walk|
|A Nearby Village|
|A Good Dinner|