An Evening with a Gypsy Family in the Himalayas

We heard some rustling a few meters away. It was a couple of the gypsy kids who had ventured over, barefoot, to collect us.

Earlier that day, the gypsy family living close-by invited us to come over in the evening. With our expert guides and small flashlights, we made our way across in the dark.

It was a basic dwelling yet warm and inviting. Despite not sharing a language, we enjoyed each others' company through the international language: music. They sang for us and we clapped and danced along to the beat of the drum (or at least the plastic container they were using as one).

A window into our memorable evening together through video and photos.

Pick-up time…

The poor kid in the background had a broken leg so no moving around for him…

A broken leg but a big smile…

They loved Hai's hat…

My turn to wear the hat again…

Family portrait.

To read previous posts on this Himalayan adventure, see:

Part One: The Houseboat

Part Two: The Practice Hike