On our way to catch a cab. We were sad to say goodbye to the girls at the Daxia Family Guesthouse. We had bonded with them, especially after their help with Fish's haircut incident (more on that later). We gave hugs all around and had said our fond farewells, when one of the girls asked us to wait a moment. She came back with two white silk scarves which she draped around our necks. White silk scarves are a tradition here in Tibet, and are given to people on auspicious occasions... departing/returning from a long journey being one such occasion. They are also given to show respect or honor and you see piles of them left at the feet of sacred images and draped thickly over revered objects, such as the thrones of past Dalai Lamas. It was a surprising and touching gesture. The people at the Daxia had become like family to us over the weeks. Little did we know we would be back in 2 hours! Argghhh!! China Eastern!!!
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