Tuesday, June 21


The rattling of the window is persistent and forms two words in repetition 'pick up' as we chug-a-chug along. The window rattles out 'pick-up pick-up pick-up' like somebody is making a phone call and as they listen to the ring tone they will the receiver to answer by whispering under thief breath 'pickuppickuppickup.' Or perhaps the window is crying desperately to alert us of the approaching pick up truck which is going to challenge us for the road which has the width to carry only one. Himalayas here we come.

1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJune 21, 2011

    Looking forward to seeing you when you get home. Safe travels! I'm sure you'll drag out everything you can from that mystical country. Your Mom and Dad long to hug you. Can't wait to hear about your trek in the mountains.

    Chris W.