High on the hill overlooking the valley below; Kanlahgone sits amongst the village tea plantations, and their crops. It means lucky village on a hill. Not a tourist to be seen. Kids greet us with smiles and waves as we get off the scooters. From an interesting ride at the bottom of the hill. It’s a long way down. Most of the village houses are bricks, made from hand of course. Yet the kitchen remains bamboo walls attached to the outside. A warm fire burns within, as the cold wind whistles through the gaps. An elderly gentleman, his kitten seek the warm, and smiles.
No comments:
Post a Comment