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Tibetan women we met. She was in her mid 80's and worked everyday in the fields tending her plants and had been doing so since she she was 10. She was very nice, she offered us some food and some of her home made beer like drink. She showed us around her house which was a mostly open brick structure with one main enclosed room. The house had no running water comforts consisted of a straw floor and bed, a wood stove, and a single light bulb in the ceiling, that when turned on still barely light the small room. The house itself was shared between her and her livestock. It was also from her that I learned about he traditional Tibetan greeting of sticking out your tongue pretty much as far as you can when you want to welcome someone.