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Archive for September 22nd, 2009

Unfullfilled needs

Lama Hotel to Langtang 3434M

I opted not to take any Vitamin I after the fall as I needed to assess the damage less medication; the swelling in my hip is going down while turning black, my ribs are very tender but breathing is ok, so no worries. The abrasions look clean, and there was no blood in my crap so it appears the insides likely held together a well.  My thumb hurts like hell.
Angin and I realized it was not the shoes, nor were he or I responsible; the black cat. At lunch yesterday we startled a jet black cat and I told Angin that in the U.S that was considered bad luck; here also “Very bad luck” he said. When we headed out this morning we remembered that damn cat, and thus started taking an extra few minutes at each prayer wheel, or Stupa to ask for a blessing of luck.
“What do you do when a need can not possibly be met?” As I walked solo through Langtag before dinner, I saw and elderly women and her daughter working in the courtyard of their tiny hamlet; they were sorting and drying some type of grain. They smiled, invited me to take a picture and ultimately in their home for tea. Inside, I met an apparently adopted young women who was death and mute.  With smoke filling the room from the family fire, we had a simple conversation possible given the language barrier. I learned about the winters at this high altitude and how their daily lives worked.  When I needed to leave, I asked how much I owned them for the tea and they actually did not know what was appropriate so I gave them double the going rate. Upon leaving, the young girl asked that when I return to America and have a good job maybe I would remember them and help with school; no hard sell, just a request if possible. I explained that that was not likely, but I could provide them a bit of help now and gave the matriarch  a $500 rupee note. With sign language she indicated that this gift would be used for shoes.  She then removed her three bead necklace from her neck and gave it to me; she also insisted that I take the money back from the tea. Their parting comment was “Please do not forget us”, as I simply took a photo.
water prayer wheel
Water Prayer Wheel

I opted not to take any Vitamin I after the fall as I needed to assess the damage less medication; the swelling in my hip is going down while turning black, my ribs are very tender but breathing is ok, so no worries. The abrasions look clean, and there was no blood in my crap so it appears the insides likely held together as well.  My thumb hurts like hell.

Angin and I realized it was not the shoes, nor were he or I responsible; the black cat. At lunch yesterday we startled a jet black cat and I told Angin that in the U.S that was considered bad luck; here also “Very bad luck” he said. When we headed out this morning we remembered that damn cat, and thus started taking an extra few minutes at each prayer wheel, or Stupa to ask for a blessing of luck.

“What do you do when a need can not possibly be met?” As I walked solo through Langtag before dinner, I saw and elderly women and her daughter working in the courtyard of their tiny hamlet; they were sorting and drying some type of grain. They smiled, invited me to take a picture and ultimately into their home for tea. Inside, I met an apparently adopted young women who was death and mute.  With smoke filling the room from the family fire, we had a simple conversation given the language barrier. I learned about the winters at this high altitude and how their daily lives worked.  When I needed to leave, I asked how much I owned them for the tea and they actually did not know what was appropriate so I gave them double the going rate. Upon leaving, the young girl asked that when I return to America and have a good job maybe I would remember them and help with school; no hard sell, just a request if possible. I explained that that was not likely, but I could provide them a bit of help now and gave the matriarch  a $500 rupee note. With sign language she indicated that this gift would be used for shoes.  She then removed her three bead necklace from her neck and gave it to me; she also insisted that I take the money back from the tea. Their parting comment was “Please do not forget us”, as I simply took a photo.

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