For the few that may still be following this epic travelthon, I am now back in London and have been for a few months (will come to that later). My year away has tragically been reduced to a few abiding memories and a stack of photo CDs which I haven't looked at yet. It's hard to believe that I managed to write this blog while on such a punishing travel schedule, and even harder to believe that five months later I ashamedly still haven't finished it. But this is what I aim to do, and despite a hazy memory I still have my journal with its messy scribblings.
Leaving the austere monastery of Sakya, we drive for an hour through an empty beguiling landscape to Lhatse, our home for the night.
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