Saturday,
November 15
A moment in Pokhara
Sunday
in Nepal is just another day, not a day off. Saturday is more
in keeping with the Western view of a weekend, with banks
and government offices closed. But on Sunday everything is
open and the children go to school.
Pokhara is
confusing. The streets are not laid out in an exact grid,
so you get easily lost until you figure out that the stupa
is usually visible and is a good landmark for navigation.
Once you get back off the tourist street, there are many hotels,
but then you quickly get into Nepali neighborhoods.
Unlike
Kathmandu, there is very little car traffic once you get off
the tourist street, although there are some motor bikes. The
smoke from cooking fires drifts in the air, cows wander on
the streets, school kids in uniforms seem to always be going
to school or coming back.
There
are little neighborhood stores selling soft drinks and food,
and vendors sell prepared foods, baked goods, and fresh vegetables
from push carts. There are gardens and chickens and people
sweeping stooped over with meter-long hand brooms. It is very
relaxed and friendly.
The
school kids practice a little English on you, and I tried
a few words of Nepali on them.
Next day
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