Puruwala

I went exploring the other day so I know a lot more about where I live now. It's three sides farmland anmd one side forest, and properly rural. It reminds me a little bit of the jungle book. The fields are small and owned by the people who live in the houses next to them. There are cows everywhere. Each house has an average of about 4 cows.
I went up the prayer flag hill, which was modest compared to the one at the nunnery, but still nice, and from there you had a view of the river and its entire floodplain. I also went exploring up the road a bit. The road up from the village is one of these roads which are carved into the side of the hill and wind all the way up it. When you reach the top it takes you into the middle of proper tropical jungle, with fluorescent green leaves and creeping vines, where I saw monkeys (in the wild). The road wound along the top of a ridge next to a valley, and on the opposite face of the valley, I watched an Indian lady who was cutting up and collecting undergrowth from on a sheer slope, and teetering on the edge of a 30m high drop of bare soil where the vegetation had given way under a land slide.
Today I was warned if I go up to the net village, up the hill I must not go into a house for tea, because they will drug me and steal all my stuff. So I won't be doing that.
Still I really don't want to leave this place so soon and I'm going to try and arrange to stay here over the nexty two months while the monks go away.