Greetings Friends and Family,
We are a fousome! The men joined the women with a bit of fanfare- men greeted with flowers and traditional Nepali silk scarves (almost silk...) and lots of hugs. Our days here in this buzzing city have been full, with a health camp in Bhaktapur, lots of temple walks and street browsing.
Now we are in waiting for sufficiently good weather for our airplane to fly to the Everest region (one day in airport sprawled upon the floor and baggage with 500 of our closest friends ...we hope to get to the mountains tomorrow. Another day in the airport sprawled on the floor in the midst of luggage and a cast of hundreds of disappointed climbers and trekkers would be a drag.
Spent the unexpected extra evening at the holiest Hindu temple where monkeys, cows, holy men, praying women, hawkers and tourists mingled as funeral cremation pyres were lit and the dead were sent on to their next life. The city is chaotic with motorcycles, vehicles and people vying for space and creating gridlock. We are not sure there is space for one more person in this city. We are ready to breathe fresh air, walk in the mountains and hear the birds sing.
We are sorry for lack of pictures accompanying this blog- while we have over 1000 each... electricity and such have made it more of a challenge. Also the overload factor. We will get there!
Love to all. J, C, L, and B
We are a fousome! The men joined the women with a bit of fanfare- men greeted with flowers and traditional Nepali silk scarves (almost silk...) and lots of hugs. Our days here in this buzzing city have been full, with a health camp in Bhaktapur, lots of temple walks and street browsing.
Now we are in waiting for sufficiently good weather for our airplane to fly to the Everest region (one day in airport sprawled upon the floor and baggage with 500 of our closest friends ...we hope to get to the mountains tomorrow. Another day in the airport sprawled on the floor in the midst of luggage and a cast of hundreds of disappointed climbers and trekkers would be a drag.
Spent the unexpected extra evening at the holiest Hindu temple where monkeys, cows, holy men, praying women, hawkers and tourists mingled as funeral cremation pyres were lit and the dead were sent on to their next life. The city is chaotic with motorcycles, vehicles and people vying for space and creating gridlock. We are not sure there is space for one more person in this city. We are ready to breathe fresh air, walk in the mountains and hear the birds sing.
We are sorry for lack of pictures accompanying this blog- while we have over 1000 each... electricity and such have made it more of a challenge. Also the overload factor. We will get there!
Love to all. J, C, L, and B
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