New places, old friends

New day, new sights, new experiences and old friends. What more could a person ask for? Today was a good day.

As promised, today we got to see  the Himalaya again. You’re supposed to be able to see the mountains from Pokhara but as I am here at the end of the monsoon, they are hidden behind continuous clouds. The good thing about that is that I had no spoilers and didn’t quite know what to expect. I had gotten a sneak peak when we were in Nagarkot but I didn’t expect anything as spectacular as what we found.

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The taxi picked us up at 5am from the hostel and took us up the 12km road to Sarankot peak. The poor thing was over 25 years old and we had to get out and walk for a bit as couldn’t quite make it up the mountain with all of us in the cab. There were so many tourists going up that at a certain pint there was a traffic jam. Up a bleeding mountain!

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

We finally made it to the top and there was a viewing platform which was packed full of Chinese tourists and a few westerners. This is the first and only time that my size has been an advantage here in Nepal as nobody was taller than me. I managed to snap a few good pictures by stretching my arm as tall as it would go and towering over everyone else’s heads. Chinese tourists are quite a show themselves as they ooh and aah at ever little ray of the sun. You definitely never miss anything that is happening.

Fishtail mountain

Fishtail mountain

Annapurna at sunrise

After about an hour up there we walked down to our waiting taxi and squeezed ourselves into the seats. We made our way down to the hostel and when I arrived the owner told me that there would be a room freeing up today so Sarah could join us. She was due to arrive on the bus at 2 pm so I booked her a room.

As we were all rather tired, we decided to take it easy and lounge around the hotel until midday.

After midday we walked into town and tried to rent a scooter but the prices we got were too expensive for a half day so we left it until tomorrow and jumped on a bus into downtown Pokhara. Well at least we thought the bus was going into town… Turns out downtown pokhara is not great and is also rather large. We got off the bus in the middle of nowhere and proceeded to get well and truly lost. We wandered through a residential area looking for a place to eat but all the restaurants were closed. In the end we woke up the owner of one of them and convinced him to make us some chow mein.

Pokhara kids

Pokhara kids

Keeping Pokhara safe

Keeping Pokhara safe

As I said, downtown Pokhara ain’t great. It’s an actual town with no touristic value, how dare they! 😛 I got some interesting street pics and missed Sarah when she arrived at the hostel. She sent me an email thanking me for the room and as we were a bit tired of the town we got in a taxi and headed back.

Like a fish out of water.

Like a fish out of water.

Out for a walk

Out for a walk

When we arrived at the hostel I had the very nice surprise of seeing that a French couple I had met at Kathmandu was staying in the hostel next to us. Their name are Max and Claire, they are just now starting a 2 year trip around the world and you can check out their experiences at their website weshoestheworld.com. In any case, we invited them over and went into town for drinks. All I will say is that there were drinks, dancing, me playing the guitar with a live band and lots and lots of laughs. I think tomorrow will be another slow day! 🙂

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2 responses to “New places, old friends

  1. Don´t you have any pics of you playing with the band? come on pombo! you have at least one, right? post it! haha, by the way I´m reading all your posts, nice readings, nice trip, amazing 😀

    • Thanks Leunam! I think someone did take pictures, as soon as I figure out how to get them on the tablet I will upload one. It’s great to hear you like the blog, it’s not easy to post with the horrible Internet we have here but I’ll do my best to keep you all up to date!

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