The best part of each and every day here is tea time. The time of day when the world stops and everyone comes together, under the shade for tato dudh chiya.
I remember the first time I went to India, I hated the stuff. I thought it was ridiculously// unnaturally sweet, but now, it is something I crave.
I believe in the quiet moments.
I believe the quiet moments are when Nepal seems the most real. Because, most days, all this still seems like a dream.
My body these days is incredibly happy. Stretched out from all the yoga, strong from the trail runs in the heat or monsoon, full from all the chiya and dal bhat, and covered from head to toe in mehndi.
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[Photos: Afternoon tea, Letang//Grace Farson]