Two Worlds - One Place

We are sinking. To survive in Nepal you have to be willing to adjust and let things happen to you. As you decend the steps of the plane a new world of possibilities and life awaits, but hold on too tight to what you know and you'll get caught in between. Kathmandu demands this. It feels good though.

Samosa and chicken roganjosh to eat, Nepali milk tea to drink. The streets are dusty and full of commotion, and the people are friendly and beautiful. Life is happening every moment here, is all is facets. Birth, celebration and death have no borders between them as we attempt to create in the West. It's raw, and many times you just accept things you would have been appalled by at home. What to do... in Kathmandu.

The last few days of visiting with friends here have been incredible. They each have a story and I wish I could share them all. Someday. They are the characters of my life from last spring; the woman selling purses in the street to send her kids to a good school, the bookstore owner telling of meeting the authors of special bound tales on his shelves, the guides and servers of local trekking agencies and restaurants.

Everyone is exicted and waiting to see if the newly elected government can make a 'New Nepal' but I must admit, I like the current one just fine. A few more jobs, and little less pollution and its the place to be... just like I thought upon arrival last time! Hmm.

The rolling power outages (those who attended the Claremont Colleges understand these from LA) have twarted some of my writing, as has a trip out to the Thursuli River, so the more indepth stories and photos are soon to come. You can check out more news at the SecretSpot Blog linked on the right.

After a shared taxi led to coffee at the Facilities Manager of the US Embassy's home I have new insight and hope for our application to bring Ang Dawa Sherpa to Seattle and on to Alaska for some climbing. The generosity and openess of the people here really is the best part of it all.