While in Langmusi, we went on a horse trek to the surrounding areas which, despite my aching pelvis, ass, knees, calves, and the frustrations we had with both the guides, the path, and the stubborn horses, was nonetheless enjoyable. (At least to me.) We stayed with a Tibetan family and, although we didn’t talk much or help (I felt bad about this), it was interesting to see their daily nomadic life, and especially to watch the women work. Which they did nonstop.
Here, one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen kneads yak butter into more yak milk to get the consistency right. This photo does not do her justice. And also, she is watching a Chinese drama on their portable DVD player (powered with a solar panel) as they work. They were all so mesmerized, which I found especially hilarious because most of them could not even speak Mandarin well!