
Nov 29 Sun - Dhampus 1770M (5hour) Breakfast time Ang Gelu brought our standard of the excellent strong coffee. The Nepali coffee is rather weak and Gelu has finally got on par to making a good cup of coffee by now. We shall miss Gelu’s coffee! Gelu personally takes care of our drinks to make sure we don’t get any tummy problems. He will fill our thermos and water bottles after breakfast and lunch with hot water or boiled water before we resume our trekking. Gelu has also become our photography model. In fact, all the boys and even Jangbu have been our models. They are all very photogenic.
Nice pleasant trek all the way almost flat and downhill with some gentle uphill. We reached the guesthouse at around 3pm, Hotel Panoramic Point.
Later we went out to the fields beside the hotel to watch a group of Nepali men play cards. We could not recognize their game. Our porters are playing volleyball. Every afternoon they will arrive the guesthouse at least 2 hours ahead of us. They will check in for us and organize our baggage and room. While waiting for us they will go into the fields to play volleyball with each other or the children there. They are brimming with vitality and laughter. We can always hear them laughing in the fields every time we arrive and their happiness is quite contagious.
On the very first day I realized I have not been laughing like them for some time. These boys who carry at least 20kgs on their backs and who walked thrice my pace can easily find many things to laugh about. I reflected on my life back home in the city and told myself I must somehow laugh more from now on. Too long living in tension in the cities can make us a very boring person. A thought came to my mind: We think we are rich with having more, but we have lost knowledge of our past and are blind to our future! Whereas the village people here; their grandfather has sat on the same old stone porch, looking at the same old lovely, balanced landscape across the terraced fields of his home valley, will probably see the same thing sitting on the same porch with their own grandchildren. Flat roofed stone houses on the terraced landscapes, with bundles of corn in husks hanging from the eaves of the house, with big rust-coloured roosters prancing on the stone walls, black dogs basking in the sun beneath hedges of marigolds and bouganvillas. A farmer plowing in his small field with his cow without any whip, talking quietly to the animal, guiding it back and forth. The animal obeyed perfectly. This place is so peaceful and beautiful it makes me want to stay and linger.

The boys saw us in the field and came to join us. Jangbu brought a big bowl of popcorn and we all sat down to eat in the field. Then we suggested to teach Jangbu a Chinese song, “Fairy Tale” by Guang Liang, a Malaysian singer.
After dinner, the singing and dancing starts again. This time, they are making it into a big party. The uncle of the inn came in, which really add life to the whole event as he forcefully and respectfully drew everyone of us from our seats to dance. Soon everyone is dancing in the small dining hall cum kitchen, the porters, the cook, the lady owner, everyone! Uncle consistently conducts quality check like our event director and made sure we really get into the groove of their dance. It lasted for one full hour and it was really fun. That uncle is a real entertainer. He sang with Jangbu and the boys the last 3 songs and then we all called it a night happily.
next day... Dhampus to Phedi