Today is about acclimatization. Everyone spends an extra day in Manang and tries to get up high during a short morning hike before an afternoon siesta. They take their altitude seriously here, even having afternoon briefings on AMS, HACE, HAPE and so on. Without really thinking, I figured I should order the "American Breakfast" - two eggs, toast, ham(spam), potatoes and muesli. Soldiered through it all but the spam and spuds (funnily enough little bits of spam ended up in my lunch – hmmm). Chhongnuri and I hiked up to the Chongkor Gompa overlooking the town but I wanted to get to at least 4000 meters, the altitude of our next town. So I bid my guide adieu and followed yak tracks up to an abandoned yak herder's corral and buildings. There was a chorten still higher that I reached with some effort and decided to make it my highpoint. Stellar weather let me have a good view all the way to Manaslu. Annapurna 3 towered above me with a huge icefall between it and Gangapurna to the west. It was just me, the flapping prayer flags and faint roar of the river far below as I drifted off. After some time a huge shadow passed by which turned out to be an eagle wheeling on the rising wind. I took it as a sign to depart and raced the afternoon clouds back to the valley bottom. As I write this, I'm having a nice mint tea alone in the toasty warm hotel restaurant watching/hearing the thunderstorms pour over the range. The tea is helping to counter the repercussions of the rather large chocolate croissant I just ate; it's the first town that is teaming with bakeries which are hard to resist when suffering from dal bhat-itus. I may even be lured into a yak burger this evening being the restaurant's signature dish.