The Namaste Lodge at Phakding (8,661'). We've dropped down a bit in altitude, but that will change the next day. Pictured here is the owner holding a copy of Stacey's book for her lodge library. She was happy to receive the book. From here we trekked a short distance to our camp ground. We always tented and never stayed at lodges except the last day when we returned to Lukla and Dawa let us sleep free in his Himalaya Lodge. The man on the far right with the blue hat is Santosh Gurung, our sirdar (lead sherpa). When we reached our camp, Matt, Dawn and I climbed down to the Dudh Kosi to dip our feet in the glacial river. Tourists do that sort of thing. Not surprisingly, it was frigid.