On actually describing my trip to Nepal.

It has been a week since I came back from Nepal, whereof I stayed there for 17 days from the 12th March to 28th March; I arrived on the night of the 12th and flew back on the night of the 28th.

The first impressions which struck me was the state of Kathmandu. Who could miss that? The smokey air of the industrialised streets, the poor children and adults who beg, banging the windows as you sit on the tourist bus. Through every transaction that must be bargained that leaves you a strong distaste for both the human condition and the physical state of affairs.

That was how we moved from the Kathmandu, the capital, to Pokhara by 3pm of day 2. We went about getting our Trekking passes from the TIMS centre only to find that the online information we were acting upon was incomplete to say the least. I called up the 2 trekking agencies which we prepared in advance as we were told that the registration process was different whether we had a guide or if we had not. Lucky us - hardworking agent responded and we went off into the mountains with our mountain guide by the next day.

8 long days of climbing these steps, moving further into the terrain. The pain more than the beauty, steps and thoughts a little too much to easily pen.

(I guess I am feeling a little lazy or I can't bring myself to write any more after all.)

At once I have so much and so little to say. About how much climatic variation along so little space within the Annapurna region, the little bit of the Himalayas we spent 8 days on. How precious the climate is. About looking at the ground most of the time and gr8 fun sliding down the ice trek because it was too slidy and we had no other choice. About meeting fellow travellers and having really nice conversations. Sharing supplies and perspectives! (Check out A fellow traveller's vlog! About how I used to read about Everest in the primary school library because I was really bored. No grand narratives.

References

1. fhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBOpJPKAXL0