There are about 14 trekkers in the dining room. I am
waiting for my meal of Dalbot. Dalbot may be my
favorite traditional meal. Many peasant families, however,
cannot afford the lentils and rice, needless to say the
chicken, so it is a treat to stay at a more main stream
kind of place. Meat still is rare since it is much more
valuable on the hoof as a work animal or laying eggs than
it is dead. It’s amazing how many people smoke. Not so
many trekkers, I count only two out of twenty, and one
pipe. But, more and more Nepalese smoke. Porters, and the
young people are taking up the habit. This, combined with
the smoked filled homes, has compounded the lung problems
of the people.
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A Tent
Pitched In A Potato Field |
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I was just informed
that the children are not as well behaved as I have observed.
However, I still have not seen any indication of unruly
behavior. Of course, my standards are no doubt
substantially different from theirs, coming as I do from one
of the more unruly societies on earth. |