7.30pm, two porters in sleeping bags asleep, three of the older porters huddled around the stove, chatting away and two of the younger ones on their smart phones, listening to music one of them of which I’m having to endure! And Chandana on her phone playing a game and listening to music. Music has been a fairly constant companion whilst walking on this trip….not music I want to listen to either, but I’m not given any choice. I believe that I’ve said in the past that walking is a peaceful and often solidarity pass time, in which I find great solace in. Do you mind if after the revolution I put the inventor of the smart phone against the wall and have him or her shot for totally ruining that peace and solitude.

But then how would I have managed to write this Blog and cursed because I can’t get a WiFi signal to publish it as we go along….maybe I ought to give them a blast of J. J. Cale whilst we are walking along, instead!