Sipping Tea in the Himalayas

It’s been a several years since I was last in the Himalayas, but being here again is like being reunited with an old friend.

I find myself sitting on the balcony of our guesthouse, in the crisp mountain air, sipping a steaming cup of tea.  The mountain ranges are shrouded in mist.  A monastery lies in the distance with prayer flags flapping in the breeze.

Down in the village, the locals, made up of mostly Nepali people, start their day busily preparing their shops to open.  Few kids are up yet.  There is a guy emptying a bucket of water on the cobbled street.  A old man carries two armfuls of something up the road.  A shop owner sweeps his front porch.  A plume of smoke from what looks like a small campfire rises in the distance.

The town of Lava in the Indian Himalayas is built on the side of a mountain, with impossibly steep winding streets and buildings perched precariously on its side.

It’s an incredible feeling to be here.

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