Tanlangla Pass, Ladakh, India (around 17,00 ft)
He waited for a couple hours…
for a ride to Rumtse, a village about 2 hours away by vehicle and at least a day’s walk away, but everyone seem to be heading towards the other direction.
I asked if I could take a photo of him when he was lying down spinning some sheep yarn into a ball.
That would have made a more interesting photo, but he quickly stood up and groomed himself and posed for me.
So i decided to take a photo of him with the background.
Such a delightful man, he was so open and friendly.
I wished I had snap a photo of him first before I ask for his permission. This image would do.
One of the phrases I learnt is ‘where are you going ?‘, a common question after the first Ladakh greeting, ‘Juley‘.
It’s like ‘how are you‘, or ‘what have you eaten ?‘ (a greeting that is normally asked after the south-east and south-china region)
Here in Ladakh, where journeys are long, difficult and often unpredictable, hence ‘where are you going‘ seem to be the only logical question just in case they need a ride somewhere. It is also a starter for conversations and for many stories.