Bye Pasture

With batteries all out, it was time to go back.

Woke up early to pack my bags. Left the tent to the herder’s family to use. The daughter and her husband stayed in a small lean-to, would be nice to have a tent with zipper.

Bid simple farewell to herder DJ’s family – a great family with the exception of the daughter’s husband who does basically nothing. Young herders don’t have much to do around here, especially at pastures with lots of fences. What would become their future?

One of my bags went with a tractor taking the summer tent back, and I put the other one on the bumpy moto ride. I have gotten used to the ride, and Sangku is a good friend now. Without his help, I could never make this film.

Back to his home, Danku was preparing breakfast, which the herders have at lunch time. We made steamed buns (momo) together and waited for my bag and the driver to show up. I interviewed her Mom but she was so timid her voice was close to nothing. After some chatting, Danku agreed to say a few words, in her new room with a nice bed and some stuffed animals. Sangku won a lottery earlier this year and brought in enough money to pay off all their debts, some of his relatives, and made this new home. Wonderful for them. But for Danku, with the new baby and the pressure of making a living subsided, she decided not going to the city for more schools. She just wanted a simple life on the pasture with her Mom and her son.

The driver was a friend of Sangku so he stayed around for quite sometime. Danku insisted on making another meal for us before we leave so we stayed even longer.

It was after dark when I got back to Langmusi. My hosts were all worried. They tried calling me many times, my phone battery was out too.

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