Whilst whiling away a couple of hours in the magnificent gardens surrounding the Potala Palace (residence of the Dalai Lama), we met these wonderful monks:
Don't you just love those runners? (the other one has sandals and socks on...cute!)
They spoke barely a lick of English, and had one old raggedy English phrase book which was, well, not the greatest to say the least. But, through the use of mimes and that book, we sat and had a wonderful time with them for hours. The funniest was teaching them the word, "monk." It just wasn't sinking in...so finally I pointed at each of our group in turn: "Monk, monk, teacher! Teacher, teacher, monk!" They got it after a couple rounds of that. hahaha!
To sit with people so eager to learn, and trying so hard to understand was something else. Maybe in the future I'll re-locate to Tibet University...
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