
After a full morning of bike riding we stumbled upon a small place to eat. The owners were enjoying a home cooked meal in their restaurant since they didn’t have any customers. As soon as we appeared at the doorstep they cleared the table in a matter of seconds and set the table with bowls and chopsticks and started pouring tea for all of us. Being a small family run business they didn't have a menu so communicating with them was a challenge. One by one they starting bringing out the vegetables from the kitchen to show us so we could pick out the ones we wanted. When the language becomes a barrier there is always a second method.






2 comments:
I LOVE that picture of the old lady and the lit up Temple.
Natasha your pictures (as always) are stunning. I love reading your blog and keeping up to date with you!!!! Your adventures seem to be right out of a book and your writing is so well done. You are doing so well telling us about this journey you are on!! Morgan
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