Kyangjuma

We arrived in Kyangjuma after an interesting up and down downhill day. We called into Tengboche Monastery in time for morning prayers. I walked through the curtains into the inner sanctum and was hit by an astounding wall of big horn small horn drums and chanting that I was unprepared for. The monks were in their distinctive yellow clam hats. I sat there the only witness to a fervent other world.

It rained as we walked up the other side to Kyangjuma but it didn’t matter. Nepal has a special warmth for all occasions.