We had a late start because we were stuck at kathmandu airport for 1/2 a day before we could get anywhere - and it turned out to be Phaplu(you can see the dirt runway which dips in the middle), not Lukla, so we couldn't even start the trek. The short flight was loud and frightening!! Qin and I clung to each other as we caught our first glimpse of mountains!
Phaplu is a small mtn village - the teahouse wasn't that great, but ah well... a bed and food. can't ask for more. these village ppl live with much less than us so i feel so fortunate already! Little did we know that teahouses were generally just a room with a wooden bed and foam mattress. If you had a light and an extra quilt, that was a bonus! We all ordered our Dal Bhat and walked around the village while dinner cooked. The kids were friendly. I decided to kick a ball with a little one. mistake? after a few kicks, i was really out of breath! Some donkeys had decided to escape their pen and a group of nepali teens were shouting and herding them back in. I didn't see any kid with DS nor PSP in their hands... what a beautiful, uncomplicated life!
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