After food, Quentin and I made the long walk to an ATM before we head out tomorrow for 8 days of trekking. Soon after we began we lost each other in the crowds of moving people. Along the way I paused a couple of times.
After watching the horses (they might have been mules) I continued on my way, as I passed a bench a man noticed the camera and asked if I’d like a picture. Sometimes after the photo they’d ask for some money in return, so I was well pleased when an exchange of names sufficed.
