Friday,
November 28
Home
I slept
for 8.5 hours and awoke at five. I got up at seven and showered
and shaved. One last time, I packed. Rob came out, still not
sound of stomach. He hadn't vomited but he had broken out
in hot and cold sweats. He made tea for us and some porridge
for me with banana, the way they make it in Nepal. Kay and
I chatted as he showered and then we were off. They drove
me to Victoria station and insisted on parking. Kay and I
got out while Rob went off to find a parking spot. Kay and
I bought the ticket to Gatwick and then met up with Rob and
were walking to the Gatwick Express when we realized it was
about to leave. So a handshake and a hug and I jumped on with
my bags.
On the way to Gatwick, passing
old stations, I thought about my father being here as a young
man and how much he had loved it. I wondered where my path
had crossed his, and which of the scenes I was seeing he also
had seen. Right after takeoff, the views were wonderfully
English. Beautifully bordered and manicured green fields and
paddocks below with trees and horses, looking like they had
been worked with care for many generations.
A 9 hour flight, no problem
with customs, they waved me right through. Thank god they
didn't want to go through the monster pack. Susan was waiting
and it was immensely sweet to embrace and kiss at long last.
We chatted as we drove back to our sweet luxurious warm loving
home.
It was Friday, November 28,
and the Thanksgiving celebration had reached our house. I
had never been more aware and appreciative of my many blessings.
SW,
2004, Florida
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and also the contact to Krishna, the trekking guide
can be found here
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