All my posts from Tibet will be titled by lines from 'The Golden Child'. Day Deux- Lhasa, Tibet After a freaking thunderstorm from the Wizard of Oz and a Brit whose snoring and flatulence was cruel and unusual, I woke up super early and headed to the Jokhang again, this time to see the inner halls chapels and to experience it with all of the pilgrims. Seriously, this kid is working my last nerve, and I haven't even spoken a word to him yet. All I know is that he snores like there's a flap of steak lodged in his throat. I love the British, but this guy is testing me in a Hugh Grant meets Howard Stern type way. My first thought was "crap, this guy probably has sleep apnea, and if he stops breathing
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