Woke up around 7ish, oustide the homestay to find Brett had already gone walk-about. Kunchuk made us breakfast of egg and tomato with fried bread.
We then hit the road again and decided to stop for a walk down the hill... which turned into an all out sprint due to the gradient. Kunchuk was behind screaming something incomprehensible and laughing, while Brett, Tim and Katy were ahead. Once we stopped running I felt a little dizzy which made me?@think maybe I dont climatise well. Which made the next idea seem really dumb.
Tim and I decided to go for a short jog. Within around two minutes I was puffing and wheezing and really feeling the effects. Time fared better than me keeping his pace a lot longer but after around 10 mins we packed it in.
We went for a more relaxing trek with Kunchuk a little later up over a ridge over-looking the town. We crested the ridge at the top to the site of a huge wooden structure covered in prayer flags. There were small pieces of paper blowing around with horses drawn onto them which were called "wind-horses" and are for good luck. It was about then the wind really picked up. I`ll never forget standing on the steep incline looking down into the valley as the small squares of paper blew up and around me as the prayer flags flapped in the wind.
The wind didnt last long as soon the sun was out again and Kunchuk decided to show us his skills with a slingshot. No slingshot was available so he used my belt instead a sent a stone around 60 metres... then a passing shepard (I think thats what he was, he was following the goats and shouting a lot at them) lent his slingshot to Kunchuk. There was a whipcrack noise and the stone flew out the slingshot for a good 150 metres or so! It was pretty awesome to see. I had a go and sent the stone whizzing around 10 metres... sideways...
We sauntered down after to have dinner and go to bed. The next day was mostly travelling down to Lanjo and then flying out to Beijing.
