I had my last apple hotcake at a young hour in the morning with a some espresso. I was tragic to leave the extraordinary town of Marpha, yet we needed to keep to our calendar. We were all the while attempting to make up days since we had taken longer than anticipated to get over the pass. Making up days was moderately simple to do since on this side of the pass on the grounds that there are "streets" – in any event that is the thing that local people call them. We went outside of Marpha and held up at the edge of the street to get a transport that would bring us down the mountain into Tatopani. By foot this would have taken us two days, yet by transport we were educated it would take regarding 5 hours.
We held up at the 'transport stop' with Bishnu, Diehl, and a modest bunch of different vacationers; we clustered together to remain warm on this nippy morning. We were still in the shadow of the mountain as the sun hadn't ascended sufficiently high to prepare us yet. The transport obviously was running on "Nepali" time so we remained around and solidified for 60 minutes; our feelings dashed each time another transport cruised us by.
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