Friday night there..Sat am here. There is a great mist over the valley which we learned burned off around 10 yesterday. Still no camera working correctly. The shutter is not shuttering and the menu is not available...etc. I have been doing a great deal of reading ( about 20-30 pages) while M marches thru her 3rd book. Same Same but different. The Buddhist interpretation of greed is wanting what you don't have now... and now I don't have a camera. It maybe giving me more opportunity to process and reflect as a I see...but if I had a choice..I would do both. But back to the travel story. We had a good lunch and then checked in and a shower. After many hours in the same shirt etc it was a great treat. After we started up the mountain.. steps...I can't imagine how many but many...not too bad..step step...garden...step step...grotto..etc. The venture took a couple of hours. It is always hard to be in another s culture and to just observe. Out judgement comes to the top quickly. There was a baby monkey who had been snatched from her mother (probably killed)..he was very scared and wanted to stick her head under the towel that she was sitting on. I gave it a little stoke...but I believe the poor thing will either be a tourest invitation, her brains eaten for viagra or made into monkey palm. I am giving new thought to tiger balm. You look...you pass...you let go. We are a short distance from the Chinese border. The police station has our passports...and I am in no hurry to spend my days on the street selling fake silver. M & I had another good foot massage which involved putting your toes in red herb water and being beaten with hands, elbows, fingers. Arms etc. It think there was a blow for every step. By the way, when we were on top of the mountain... he told us that 20 yrs ago, this was just forest, jungle... and hilltribes. It gets many visitors today and the industry is tourism. (time to eat.).So after the beating...we went to dinner to a hot bot place...we ordered the mixed hot pot which is chicken ...some thigh, feet, and good stuff. And a plate of red meat...which was some pork and buffalo and what ever. The pot was boiling water with some seasoning and then they brought a plate of greens, and we chopped them all up and tossed them in with the pinapple, tomato and other floating stuff.... and it boiled away and then we added packaged noodles... and it boiled away and then you put it into your bowl and ate it while drinking tiger beer. It was more fun than delicious but we were the only “white” people according to the Swiss woman. We left there and stopped and had flaming banana crepe without the flame and a tea...which cost more than the pot. I should also say, Micheal, the Polish man thought the stuff in the boal did not look good so he ordered snipe.... a plate of little fish....now that did not look good. It was nice not to have a moving train...and to wake to a great breakfast....must quit to post.....
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