nepal

We had had it with India and all the fucking chaos and decided to escape to Nepal with hopes of at least some food that wasn’t poison and some air that wasn’t smog. It was the right choice for sure, despite the hellish two nights and one day it took us to get over the border and through the mnts to pokara where weve been chillin out for the last week and a half, resting up from India, eating good food, and adventuring around outdoors. Pokara is like fucking Disney land compared to India…its so surprising what a difference it makes going from one country to the next…the lakeside where were staying is like a little paradise…with streets filled with good food, friendly people, discount outdoors stores, great art, shopping, and live music. What a relief.
Coming to Nepal was almost like going home…in the sense that it’s a lot like southeast asia…where is spent eight months last year, and got very comfortable. The people here are cute and little and look asian…the women are actually allowed outside of there houses and run stores and talk to strangers on the street and all that normal stuff that doenst apply to sexist racist north India. The streets are clean, the air is fresh, the lake is blue, the mnts are green, its like being back on a normal planet again. i can actually sleep at night and enjoy the food.
Since weve been here, weve gone on some great biking adventures to waterfalls, swinging bridges, spectacular valleys, and lakes. We rented a boat and paddled around for a day and fed the pigeons and stuff like that. Its been relaxing and rejuvenating. Weve also been inspired to lay low cause there are political strikes and demonstrations going on in Nepal between many factions leading up to the elections. Parts of the country were running out of petrol and even food in some places and people were getting hurt and stuff was getting burned everyday for a while. But now an agreement has been made between some of the parties and things seem to be improving…there really wasn’t any action in pokara except long gas lines…so now we feel safe starting to move around more and check out some new spots.
Here in pokara, where weve been for ten days, the longest weve stayed anywhere so far, by far we trekked to a village outside of town and stayed for a couple days with a local family that had one extra room on a mnt top with a spectacular view of the annapurna mnt range…the second highest in the world…and a series of holy mnts that are forbidden to climb or fly over. The family was very sweet and had two little kids that loved to draw, bang on the drums, and play games. We got an authentic look at rural nepali living and got to eat delicious fresh local foods grown right there on the mnts. Every meal in the traditional dhal bhat fashion that is like nepals version of the Indian thali. We lucked out on the timing and were on the mnt top for the full moon followed by super clear morning views of the mnts…rare this time of year.
I made up songs about thes holy mother mnt at night and banged on drums on the mnt top so all the valley could hear us. We wrote down a lot of the track titles too so we can play the songs again if anyone makes a request…there are silly and stupid…except for the one about mother mnt, which is sad, because of all the billions of savages that polluted here holy fountain and the boy that left his mother for the cave inside the mnt and so on. Sitting on the mnt top overlooking the spectacular annapurna mnts was really powerful…the mnts are just so enormous is hard to believe…and there presence is something energizing. Its crazy to think how far weve come, I remember when I was just a child eating at annapurna dinning hall in Fairfield iowa everyday, and then somehow im sitting here looking at the real mnt never even knowing it was a mnt…but it turns out it is the holy mnt…it is my mother mnt…and lifes giant circle wanted me to find her…coincidences never happen.
Leaving the mnt was terrifying but fun, the local bus was full, so we had to sit on top of it with all our stuff ducking under branches and power lines, looking over the edge of cliff thinking…well, at least if the bus goes over we can make a jump for it.
Since weve been back in town weve meet a wonderful local family that invited us over for dinner tonight. Their son arun has a skateboard…the only one in pokara and that’s how we met…not skating for months then getting to shred Nepal is like getting laid…only better. Aruns sister jasmine is a funny one…shes nineteen and really cute and super tiny and she wants me to marry her so she can go to America…shes pretty convincing too…but its not gonna happen…shes to strict…she only just met me but shes already laying down the discipline and telling me my business and such…not exactly my style…but she pulls it off like a champ…and I love her anyways. It hard…traveling to new places, falling in love with people youll probably never see again…feeling this compassion to help them fulfill their dreams…but not knowing how to make them happen. Life is such a mystery…the way things go…ill never figure it out…if only I could forget my life and remember my dreams…then id have all the answers. Words are shit…and im the fly. code