The choice today was to walk directly to Namche or detour through Khunde and Khumjung, where there is a school founded by Sir Edmund Hillary, and a hospital. There wasn't much enthusiasm for another climb, and the end result was that Paul, Arthur, Dilli, Hosta and I went up the valley and the rest went straight for Namche.
I was happy with the choice - they were non-tourist villages, and very quiet. Little kids were playing ball in the street, and Dilli struck up a conversation with a couple of them, who then followed us for a while. He said "Namaste" to them, which is the usual greeting, and later told us that the little boy said, "You don't have to say that, you're not a tourist."
The walk was hard, the uphill part. Actually the down was hard too, because it was so steep, and it was stiflingly hot, so hot that tonight there is a huge thunderstorm circling Namche, it seems to be stuck in the bowl of the mountains. We're camping in the garden at the Sherpa Lodge, and all our sherpas are giggling in their tent, I think they're playing cards.
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