We stopped for lunch at a little place situated at a little pass. Looking back at the pictures it seems to have been called Mong La (or just Mong from the map). Moods were improving even though the terrain was steep up and down. But then again it’s the Himalayas, not New Jersey.

Sara would have liked the organic food place. We went somewhere else a little farther down the trail, though. At lunch I celebrated and bought a Fanta for a few hundred rupees. Took me back to my O.G. days.