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The view out of our window in our first hotel in the humbling mountains of Sapa..
it was so nice slowly getting up and looking out the window at this, and the painter in the small house just to the right of hers, you could watch him paint one stroke and take steps back to view his canvas, then do another stroke (he always seemed to be there) and below him, just infront of our building, there was a hut where a family lived who every morning used bottle cut in half and stuck on a bamboo pole to pick pomegranites or something off their trees

Description
The view out of our window in our first hotel in the humbling mountains of Sapa..
it was so nice slowly getting up and looking out the window at this, and the painter in the small house just to the right of hers, you could watch him paint one stroke and take steps back to view his canvas, then do another stroke (he always seemed to be there) and below him, just infront of our building, there was a hut where a family lived who every morning used bottle cut in half and stuck on a bamboo pole to pick pomegranites or something off their trees