Yak in a bath

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Just a final blog before we set out into the Wilderness. I have to record the fact that we saw A YAK IN A BATH. He was a very hairy yak and his friends were queuing up to go in after him. He was sitting chilling in a perfectly round pond surveying the Tibetan plateau below him. I did take a photo, but will have to post it when I'm back in civilisation.
There were also baby yaks and very hairy cows. After the trip, we went out for a curry and ended up sitting with a load of Tibetan yak farmers from the grasslands. They christened us with Tibetan names. From now on I wish to be known as "Victory, your mother will help you". I will be applying for this to be my new name on my work e-mail: [e-mail]
. My mother's name is "long life and much happiness". She will no longer respond to Sandra when carrying out her nursing duties.
Have also just bought myself a set of prayer flags and a "yak yak yak" t-shirt, which I'm planning to proudly wear in London.
I have also decided to become a vegetarian and a Buddhist - I have bought myself a 2 metre tall hornpipe thing and am planning to establish meditation sessions on weekday evenings.
.....ha ha - only joking about the last bit. But it's true about my new name and the yak in a bath.
Right - having just overheard a conversation about how freezing cold it is at Everest at the moment, we're off to buy ourselves some yak skin clothing.
Til Kathmandu
Victory, your mother will help you.

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Photos

yak in a bath
so you didn't believe me? Here's the proof....

surprise yak ambush
I had to run away from this one as it didn't seem to like having its photo taken!

the hairiest yak of all
This was my favourite yak of all - he was very hairy and he lived at Everest

golden yak
This is the statue on a busy traffic junction in Lhasa - I almost became roadkill while taking the picture!

herd of yaks at monastery
at one point we found a yak actually in a temple (maybe it was a reincarnated monk?)