We are still enjoying McLeod Ganj very much, although I think it's about time to move on. We have been lazy about figuring out where to go next. It's really comfortable here. The food is good and the restaurants are clean. There are a lot of tourist and the whether is great, although a bit rainy. I haven't been able to do any laundry because the air is so damp the clothes wont dry. Who needs clean clothes anyway? Here, it doesn't matter.
We met a Tibetan monk on the bus the other day that invited us over to his house. So we did that yesterday. He lives up the hill in this tiny clay hut with just a bed and a little stove. It was pretty amazing. He made us fresh bread that morning. It was like eating paste, but he kept telling us to eat more, so we did, washing it down with some sweet milk tea. He didn't speak much English, but we were able to understand that he was a 50 year old Tibetan refugee. It took him 3 times before he actually made a successful escape to India. He actually walked here, leaving his wife and son behind to be cared for by his cousin. He was a very sweet man with the the happiest smile I have ever seen. It was a really neat experience. I unfortunately didn't get a picture of him, which I immediately regretted.
Anyway, I only have about 10 more days left on this journey. I'm not sure where the next week will take us, but I will try to write soon and post some more pictures.