Just writing for a quick update.
Had a spiffing birthday. In Thamel we got beers at a reggae bar and I was dancing and astounding the room with my surreal interpretive moves when Court checked her watch and screamed: You’re 19!
Next morning she took me out for breakfast and I had a golden bubble of joy simmering in my gut, I love her dearly! Then we travelled to the quiet, beautiful city of Bhaktapur for dinner and to watch the all the tribal dances and sit on the temple steps and watch the moon rise. We walked through the city and it was festival time so small circles of men were seated around grain paintings singing low songs. The children were in small groups throwing marbles and eating sweet milk lollies. There were yellow and pink lights blinking softly from every shrine we passed. Magical!
We saw off Sean, Rach and Dom and I made my way home. Checking in at KEEP I went to see if any one had expressed any interest in my advertisement I’d placed looking for trekking companions. I passed June a Chinese woman who was taking down my email address, so I stopped and introduced myself. Then emerged Verena from Germany who had just been in conversation with June. Delighted we took a seat and ordered tea and began discussing the logistics of our trek. I told them I was keen on only going part way and then diverting and checking out Tilicho Tal when a Polish-UK woman who had taken seat across the table looked up and asked if she could come along! Brilliant!
And we’re leaving tomorrow. My things are ready, I just need to come to terms with whats happening. I’m trekking into the beautiful Himalayas at last. I near gave up hope because I could not find any one. Have faith, have hope, be optimistic. Nepal is fantastic.
I’ll be in Besi Sahar tomorrow and from then on the Annapurna circuit until Manang where I’ll divert to see the Tilicho Tol (frozen lake). Then I’ll walk back to Hongde and fly from there to Pokhara where I will meet Sebas and then to Lumbini and then to Boudha, Kathmandu. I will fall out of touch. I’ll try and put a few words in here so you know I am alive and well.
Must dash!
Much love!
Dancing in traditional Tamang, final party at the village
group gazing out at Langtang and Tibetan border, an hours walk from village
Posted on November 3, 2009
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