Yak for Good

I'm in the mountains. In a tiny, tiny place that you'd struggle to call a hamlet. Four internet cafes. Is that progress? I'm not too sure.

We left Kathmandu yesterday, bumped our way north up a road paralysed by monsoon rock slides and passed out as we got here - oblivious to the fact that we could see Tibet from our room.

Started doing that walky stuff this morning, just getting into the swing of it but it seems to be shaking out all of yesterday's crampedness.

Oh, and I saw a man punch a donkey.