There are monks and monkeys everywhere!

We've had the loveliest day. This place is soo mellow. No one hassles you to buy stuff. When you look at things, there are no cries of "I give you good price! What price you pay?" Instead these gorgeous Tibetans simply smile and say "Thank you," They thank us for looking at their wares. Such a far cry from the rest of India.

We strolled down incredibly steep streets, stopping for fresh juice and popcorn. The views are stunning. The vibe is shanti. We're loving it! Kunsang was right with his theory - we weren't cold at all! In fact we were all completely overdressed and as we climbed back up the hill we were dripping with sweat! Seriously good exercise, walking round McLeod. You can feel calf burn in your legs!

We came home and had lunch on our terrace. It's really liberating to be able to cook for ourselves - I won't be saying that when I get back home, I'm sure!

Freya and I went and did yoga with this hilarious guy called Om. She did so brilliantly to keep a straight face. We began with some intense yoga breathing techniques with Om telling us to, "Focus your mind. Yoga class time is tension completely gone time. It is happy feel, relax feel, enjoy feel,"

I couldn't look at Freya for fear of giggling, but she took it all seriously. The class was fairly gentle, with a little too much lying down for me, but man, could Om do some crazy things with his body!

We met up with the others for another gorgeous meal, before heading over via the sweet stall on the corner of our road. The kids finally got some chocolate and Hamish continued with our unsuccessful pursuit of fresh milk for Martha. We've had a wild goose chase with people telling us we can buy it here, there and somewhere else. Great result tonight though! Hamish got chatting to the owner of the stall, Ragesh, who has agreed to bring us a litre of milk tomorrow morning from his own cow. "Now that's what I call fresh!" yelled Gus.

Freya has just made her first cup of tea for me, Martha is sleeping peacefully, Hamish has done a brilliant job of insulating our room and Fergus has just summed up McLeod saying, "This place is wicked. There are monks and monkeys everywhere!"