After a short tour through the streets and a visit to the Tibetan Children’s Village handicraft shop (where singing bowls and a few other gifts were purchased), we headed back to our hotel. Streamers of prayer flags in front of our room’s windows were now silhouetted against the colorful bands of the sunset. Off in another direction, the moon peeked in between two rows of flags, announcing that nightfall was here. For dinner, we enjoyed homemade carrot soup and local dishes that were as colorful as they were tasty.
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My bowl sings regularly now, and that carrot soup, and all the food at Pema Thang, was the best. And this view....
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