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up by torchlight to Wakching |
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When we start off I feel much better. My pulse is still fast but regular and not quite so racing. It is still lightening but we are spared the rain. The Ang and the chowkidar carry torches. These long bundles of split bamboo give a good light and it is easy to walk because one doesn't see how far away and high up the goal is. Now the path leads steeply uphill through old and new fields. After some time we see a light in the distance, apparently we are being looked for. The light disappears again. Without much variation it goes on up through rice fields. After some time we see the light again. It must be an electric lantern. Finally it comes close. It is Tsampio who has come to meet us with a thermos flask of tea and sandwiches. I cannot eat but the tea is wonderfully refreshing. There is enough for my companions as well. Half an hour later we are home. |
