Directions:
Kathmandu
Pokhara.
A bad monsoon cloud cuckoo prevented us from taking off. Annapurna and Dhaulagiri between the valley of the Kali Gandhakî was a huge sponge. It took us two days in a jeep to travel the distance that the aircraft would have swallowed half an hour. And we had to change cars regularly, walk an hour or two in the pouring rain, or that the local transport unions prevented such driver to venture beyond the boundaries of such district, is expected
track finally after a carriage landslide.
Behind the Himalayas:
Kagbeni. And the sun! rascal who do we let go more.
we are. we go.
Tangbe.
Samar. 
A cave at the bottom of a canyon? Hop! a monastery. 
Geling. 
At Ghami, 
lunch at the princess. 
Dahkmar, cliffs splashed with the blood of the demons that drove Padmasambhava of Tibet before founding 
Tsarang flavors end of the world, with its palace ruins and half abandoned monastery. 
Lo Manthang 
motley 
behind the white of its walls; 
Lo Manthang 
whose ocher three monasteries dyed lime reflection from adjacent walls of a pink buckwheat matured. 
Presentation at His Highness.
King Lo enjoyed the honorary title of General of the Royal Nepalese Army. Since the fall of the monarchy, the vassal does not levy taxes, politically insignificant, lives of his land, his animals, and a little boredom visible.
Gharphu.
Lori Gompa. Watch for the monastery perched. And in his cave, the most beautiful stupa imaginable ...
Tangge,
its chortens,
his kids.
Health,
space
color of the rock,
color of buckwheat.
