Dreary Drizzle turned interesting

The day and election weekend looked cold, wet, lonely and dull.  No power, no water, no gas for my stove. . .

 SUPW digging a trench for the drain

Today we had SUPW instead of class in the morning, then everyone was "cut loose" for election holiday for 3 1/2 days.


Dave from Pakshika and Peldon helped me get a gas cylinder.  No easy task as it is about 5 kilometres away and no one who has a car is around.  They are all away on election duty.  We ended up getting a taxi and then other people popped up on the road to hitch a ride with us.  An event.

We then got on the motorcycle and went to a village called Lobneyka.

Supposed to be a "model" village.  Very high up on the  mountainside, with terraced fields full of potatoes and  the village has a central park area.  Stunning views of lakhangs, villages, mountains and rivers.  A bit like the Bhutan I imagined after reading Jamie Zeppa's book, the rain the mist, the villages perched on mountains.