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Friday,
02 April, 2004
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| A
buffalo goes for a dip in the village pond. |
For
the last two weeks I have been focussed on passing the various elements
of my language exam. During the course I have also learned to write
in the Sanskrit alphabet.
The
exams are next week, after which I catch my flight back to Kathmandu
then onto Manchester. I can't wait to see my family again.
After
my trek and as a reward for good behaviour, I decided to stay at
a five star hotel for the weekend with two other guys on the course.
It is just outside Pokhara and was worth the extra taxi fare.
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| Unusual
flower pots were the norm. |
The
Fulbari was set in acres of well tended gardens and grassland, perched
right on the edge of a cliff, with a wide river gorge 200 feet below.
The
view from the swimming pool was stunning.
It
was the first time in two months that I had been for a swim. With
the hot sun above me, I reflected that I could have been at any
holiday destination in the world. It was true escapism!
 See Ade's 360 photo of the Fulbari hotel
As
usual there has also been a frantic rush to buy certain goods before
returning to the UK.
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| Caught
red-handed: the stolen orange is just visible in his back pocket! |
One
afternoon this week I decided to walk 2km to the nearest shopping
area called Mahendra Pool. I also took my camera just in case. When
I arrived on the busy streets I just sat quietly on the side of
the pavement.
I had
obviously become invisible to most people going about their business.
A woman with a young child stood in front of me buying oranges from
a stall.
I suddenly
noticed the young boy slowly slipping an orange into his back pocket.
It was only after a minute he realised to his horror that I had
seen him steal it.
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| Ade
watches the setting sun |
He
didn't know whether to laugh with me, run away or put it back!
It
made my day and makes me smile even now.
This
has been a fascinating journey for me. I have been pleased to share
what I have seen. I was determined to do all I could and I think
I have succeeded.
I will
come back one day, hopefully with my family. After all, I have an
open invitation to visit Mahabir again.
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