In pokaredada we stayed with latas family a girl we met on the way to Tashiding , she brought us to her home and this is her mother an old face that tells so many stories . we made butter and ate preserved mustard plant soup a delicacy .
Me in Pelling with Mt Kangchenjunga.
Spent the day
combing out my nits on the balcony flirting with the nepali workman in the building opposite , I think he may have thought combng hair on the balcony all day long very appealing or maybe just really funny ,mmm they just keep coming back the ancestry continues , nits survive even in high altitudes.
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Let me know where to send the next instalment of tea tree oil! x mum
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