So this morning we got up early and went to visit a local monastary. It is up in the mountains. What a beautiful spot. A local lady whos grandson was restoring the monastary gave us a tour. She just ran up the hills in her slippery soled shoes. We stumbled up after her. This monastary is defintely one of the more scenic ones. The old grounds can still be seen from up above. We bought some handi crafts from the store to help support the restoration.
Our driver is anxious to get on the road back to U.B. So we start to make the drive back. One thing that Blake wants to do that we haven't done is visit a nomadic family. We tried to tell the driver and Bobo that this is important to him. So we finally stopped. It wasn't the same as Ann and I's visits. But he got an idea of what a typicall ger looked like. They served us some tea and dried cheese and of course yoghurt.
They were shearing the sheep and the whole family was there to help. They even had a son that had cerebral palsy. He couldn't walk and drug himself around on the ground. He was right in there helping shear the sheep. It was nice to see the son on the family farm verus in the orphanage that we had visited earlier.
The rest of the ride home was uneventful.
Once back in U.B. we said goodbye to our guide and driver. And made dinner plans with Blake for the following day.
Oh yeah it still rained a few drops.
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