11/29/09: Kathmandu, Nepal
I am prefacing this post with a boring (but I think necessary) explanation. So you see, now that we’re done trekking and will (fingers crossed) have consistent, decent Internet access for the remainder of the trip, I have strongly suggested to Kevin several times that we need to come to an almost-real-time schedule of posting. Though Kevin agrees with me in theory, he sees a very serious problem with not having a post for every single day of our trip. For example, he recently noticed that we had not written anything for the 23rd and compulsively went back and wrote an entry for it. To wean him off of this madness, I suggested to him that I write ONE SINGLE POST covering three days (the 27th through the 29th), explaining to him that we would never be able to catch up to almost-real-time if we wrote a post every single day. He pondered this irrefutable logic at great length and reluctantly agreed. Now, I didn’t realize that it was contagious, but Kevin has become a control freak. He has a template for each blog post, and he already had the template for this post ready. It read as follows:
“11/27/09 – 11/29/09: Kathmandu Nepal
Black Friday/Saturday, Why Kevin needs daily posts”
I, in an act of unwifely insubordination and defiance, deleted the first half of the date section. I am writing this on the 29th! We will NOT have a post for the 27th and the 28th, and it’s ok! And maybe this way, someday in 2010 we’ll actually physically be in the same country as the blog would have you believe!
Ok. So that’s that. Now for the post. Thanks for reading.
Since we’ve spent the last six days in Kathmandu not doing much of anything besides eating, I’d like to share with you some of the conversations that we’ve had so you can see just what our lives are really like.
While walking down the street in Thamel:
K: So, the Nepali have this really conservative culture, right?
K: Then why do they have these shower dance bars everywhere??
Z: I think to answer that question we’d have to know what a shower dance bar actually is.
K: Well, obviously it’s a dance bar with a shower.
Z: Is the water hot? (thinking of the lukewarm shower I had at the hotel)
K: (knowing that I am now thinking about going to the shower dance bar) YOU aren’t in the shower. The DANCERS are.
After buying insanely adorable yak wool booties and finger puppets as a gift for one of Kevin’s expectant friends:
Z: Awwwwww – look at how cute and tiny these things are!
Z: We should get some for our kids!
K: … We don’t have any kids.
Z: sighs. Yeah. I know.
While playing Scrabble:
Z: That turn took way too long. Next time you take a 10-minute turn, you’re going to pay.
K: Oh yeah? How so? With my life?
K: Wow, you really know how to strike the fear of God into a Scrabble player.
While sitting quietly at lunch one day:
Z: Hmmm… (thinking about what to order)
K: Oh, did you just have a Thought?
Z: Not really. I already have a Thought ready for my next post.
K: Yes, but you should remember them anyway because some days you won’t have ANY Thoughts at all.
Z: Speak for yourself.
K: (ignoring me) I already have TWO Thoughts ready, but I think the one I just thought of is better.
Thought of the Day: There is such a thing as too much of a good thing. But not when it comes to pepperonis.
Pictures of the Day: Kevin looking down on me; me looking up at Kevin.