11/02/09: Kathmandu, Nepal
We arrived in Kathmandu last night too late to do anything but get to our guesthouse and fall asleep. So this morning we woke up bright and early to explore the city. And as soon as we stepped out onto the streets, Kevin was promptly run over by a pedicab.
Just kidding. But it wouldn’t surprise me if stuff like that happens all the time here. In the backpackers’ district, Thamel, the roads are narrow and crowded and shared by buses, motorcycles, pedicabs, bicycles, dogs, the occasional cow and tons and tons of pedestrians.
Kathmandu itself is noisy, colorful and crowded. It’s a bit overwhelming at first – there are so many signs and shops and sounds and smells and people – very different from anywhere we’ve been so far. The most interesting thing is attempting to get around. The streets don’t really have names and our map was pretty useless (this could be due to the fact that we didn’t know where our guesthouse was on the map for the first few hours). But despite this, we did manage to get to the post office (our one errand of the day!), mostly through sheer luck. Emboldened by our success, we decided to take a different route back to our guesthouse – and we immediately got lost. Kevin, being the alpha male that he is, insisted on using the direction of the sun to help us navigate. This method was thrown out the window after I pointed out that it was one in the afternoon and that his “northwest” ended up taking us southwest instead. Fortunately, at this point we started recognizing things. Unfortunately, the first thing we recognized was a cow we had seen wandering the streets earlier in the morning. When I pointed the cow out to Kevin, he scoffed, “Yes, that’s very helpful, because cows don’t move.” I was hurt, especially as this comment was coming from Mr. Navigate-using-the-sun. But my point was proven a few minutes later when we saw another landmark we recognized – a picture of Jennifer Aniston randomly jutting out from a building nearby. From there, we did manage to get back to our guesthouse – how exactly, I still don’t know.
Puzzles for Postcards
Where am I? Name the island.
Picture of the Day: Regretting my hasty “curd with chocolate sauce” order for dessert