I picked up the cd where I had left it before stepping out for a walk with everyone. Hubby says his arm is getting better in terms of mobility but it is still darn painful. He wont take painkillers like ibuprofen. We also have codeine from the dentist he never used. 

The nuns of Chukchikjall sing very harmoniously and softly. Not like the monks as I heard them. Except maybe Lama Gyurme who can chant softly too. Nothing new this noon hour but I refrain from calling mom and dad. The secrecy of my sister's holiday spot is leaving a bad taste in my mouth, a bit disappointed to say the least.