Excellent sleep in the best tea house so far. A young couple with a very cute, precocious daughter have built a new addition to their place with big rooms overlooking the Manaslu valley. I was their first guest, as evidenced by the sketchy gang plank I had to traverse to get from the old section to my room on the second floor. I met Sofie and Alex in the dining room, a nice French couple on a round the world trip, who I recognized from earlier in the trek. We were off early in great weather. The lush ferns and deciduous trees are giving way to pines reminding me of the trails in Canmore. There were some nasty steep sections and I bonked about 15 minutes before reaching our lunch spot. An excellent curry soup and a bunch of apples off the tree got me upright again. Trekking through the afternoon I ran into more and more people. We're a herd of turtles and I know about a dozen now as we chat while leap frogging each other through the day. We arrived in Chame after about five hours hiking, plus an hour and a half lunch break, and stayed in one of the first tea houses. I initially thought I wanted one of the nicer ones down by the river but it turned out we were the only people in our house so, again, we were part of the family for the night. I went to visit a couple of Danes at a natural hot springs down by the roaring river which were in an amazing setting. Forgot my headlamp which made for an interesting stagger across the bridge and back through the dark streets of town.