Next stop was Nepal.
I wasn't ready for what Nepal was to bring. With all the research that I didn't do about Nepal served to show me the need to look at things like weather and climate.
As we flew into Kathmandu, the first thing that grabbed my attention was the beauty from the terrain to the multiple colors of buildings. Here was where so many people were suffering and recovering from t lethal shakes of the earth. As I stepped off the plane i was caught off guard by the briskness and smoke of the air. I was not wardrobe ready for this climate. I had assumed that it would be hot and sweaty like thailand. Wow was I wrong! The airport was the first sign of what Nepal was to be like. The baggage carousel was downstairs and being that there was only one meant that everyone was awaiting their bags. Not oBly was everyone pushy the lack of personal space and abundance of body odor was overwhelming. Nepal's local people are so diverse. As the gentleman who tried to assist me coming out of the airport said, "there are 3 different Nepalese people. Light ones. Asian ones who look like you, and dark dark ones from India." This is the truth. As I awaited my contact, I was stared at and talked to like I knew what was going on. Boy were they wrong! Finally my contact Dolma showed up and rescued me from the clutches of the pushy taxi drivers yelling at me.
We loaded Frankie (my pack) into the car and headed into the heart of the city. The amount of dust and smile surprised me which explained why everyone wore surgical masks or something covering their nose and mouth. Dolma, noticing my lack of anything but my sweater graciously offered me a warm jacket that I proceeded to wear everywhere from sunrise to sunset every day.
