Back in Good ol Kathmandu
****First Pictures!!****
Tibet!
I have also added a link to my nepal pics on the right hand side of the blog, in the future I will have them all nice and arranged, at least someting in my life will be organized 🙂
So it ended, after a few days at Grandmas’s house, we made for the border. Happily heading towards warmer skies, trees, Dahl Bhatt and kind smiles from the Nepalese people.
Being out of Nepal for a bit made me realize why I am so in Love with this country, could it be the happy people, or the waterfalls or mountains, or the no nonsence pleasure of taking a local bus, I am not really sure but a combination of all these things make it so darn irrestible.
I have been back in kathmandu over a week now, spending most of my time with ram-daii and his family. Ram owns a tiny little chai shop on Freak Street, (where I stay) not to worry mom and dad the “freaks” moved out in the late sixties… Now it just houses some of the smater travellers not willing to stay in uber touristy Thamel..
Indeed the size of a westerners closet. It is a hub of activity and the scenery is always changing.
I love people watching, sitting on a reed basket chair, drinking chai, watching the chess game of the shop owners, relaxing in the sun, as the world goes by.
old men with bright yellow tikas on their foreheads, walking with a cane eyes always down on the dusty street,
the mother sitiing with her son, and everyone doting on him
the sadhu with a big basket brimming with artifical flowers, extends his alms can hoping for a rupee.
Men in the back shout, and drink whiskey, waisting away the day betting on poker games
relaxed calls on mobile phones, from the shop owners also basking in the afternon sun
women with enormus baskets on their heads weave delicatley through the traffic,
mangy dogs piss on shiva’s lingum
workers piling dirt into a porter’s reed basket, he will bear the weight on his forhead and in with an extreme forward bend he will shuffle down the street,
I could stay here for ages and not get bored, but I need to get to India soon to meet Ninja Adam from London, so it would only be proper that I see a few things before I head that way.
I have a ticket to Pokhara tomorrow, from there I will head towards the border to Lumbini (buddha’s birthplace) to spend Christmas.
In Pokhara I intend to rent a bicycle and ride into the hills, taking in the mountains and peaceful atmosphere..
In Lumbini, I intend to hand out with monks and do all the neccessary koras. I thought I’d be sick of Koras and the like after Tibet, but I am still up for more, as a matter of fact this afternoon, I am going back to the Boudha stupa here in Kathmandu.
YAY! Koras
I just can’t seem to get enough of a good thing.
And I can think of many more things that are worse to be addicted to.
Until next time..
miss jessica
Tags: kathmandu, Nepal, tibet, Travel
jessica
Dear Miss K. (Kipling):nrnr You are a writer.nrnrAmong other things. Being…..seer,holder,adventurer,healer,farmer,nrpassenger,giver of smiles,receiver of laughter,a lighthouse,the reflection of light,a paddle,the river, a teapot, steam, a cloud. This dream.nrnrI must confess. envy. withnreach chapter. when read.nra new miss rudyard kiplingnrdancesnrso far alongnrthe pathnrwho could ever catch up?nrnr(the house sold,escrow closed, I’m relieved)nrnrP.S. sprint20 email to bigfoot was closed. grrr!
I love ya, be safe, and take care,
I love you
Momma