I woke up from the coyote's outside yowling the whole early morning, and my desire for a shower are one of the most wanted thoughts right now... but forget anything here with water! It is said the tibetans are washing only two times in their lifes; one when they are born and the other time when they are dead... So we had to follow the same custom, but very hard for a person who is doing puja every day. I did manasa snana and a very tersely puja prayoga. In the way not very satisfactorily, but for the higher purpose one has to sacrifice...
Leaving also here early, we crawled up the sandy pass of 4000 m (see pic) and meet a very strong storm. It was so hardcore that i had to sit down for a minute and wait to pass it over me. After coming down from the pass one sees from far distance Tsarang. One of the summer residence of the ancient king of Lo Manthang. But the palace as well the attached buddhist Monastery is a hulk now. We visited the altar and some caves around, and all the old wall paintings were broken. We stayed over night in one private home, and a whole group of buddhist nun's were celebrating some pujas here. The singing sound hallowed along the valley and we started off to sleep with sweet melodies.
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