Day 5. 18 sept continued. We fall out of the packed little people mover into the cool air of Mountainous SAPA. Mad drive up the windy steep narrow road with straight falls on the side, into the salubrious Grand View (of the lane way). The cry went up - this room stinks. The answer is - its the third world and this is the grouse. We stow our gear and are immediately ushered on an all day hike with our lovely mon sherpas, happily weaving their Marijuana clothing made with their teeth. The fields around us are abundant with the stuff. We trunch off for a 6 hr hike after just having HepA and typhoid shots raging in our muscles. Over hill and dale thru unbelievable beauty and a harsh way of life, that you have to appreciate. The sherpas weave us little horses of grass. We eat lunch at a suspension bridge . At the end of the day we are rooted and aching in places that dont exist. Back to the groovy restaurants , beers, and the offerings of some hot ones. A well-earned sleep for aching hips and counting our great deals for very good counterfeit North face clothing and boots. The whole place is full of them. with Julie-Ann Glur
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 12:47:01 +0000
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