After only a slight delay, we were flying over Kathmandu in one of the smallest planes I had ever been on. The 25 minute trip was very pleasant, we were given peanuts, soda, cotton balls for our ears and some maginificent views of the himalayas. I was sitting on the opposite side of the views, so I wasnt able to get any good photos. Trust me it is worth the trip!
There is an ease at the monastery, and a feeling of peace. I am lucky to have another "home" on the other side of the world. I don't have another way to describe it, it feels like home.
Question to consider: What feelings do you associate with home? Can you create those feelings anywhere no matter where you are?