Prompted by the recent protests (March 2008), riots and violence in Lhasa, I've decided to finally publish this small series from a trip to Tibet during the summer of 2007.
The approach to Drepung monastery is steep and awkward and continues for several kilometers. At the base of the labyrinthine monastery are a couple of small cafes. I stopped at one for some noodles and happily stumbled on this group of young monks, eating, smiling and laughing.
Through the fog of a patois of universal hand gestures and basic mandarin we communicated for roughly an hour — me drilling them on their daily routines and them offering me french fries.