The Perfect Day

Saturday 25th August 2007
On Monday, (20th August) we left Kathmandu bright and early to travel south by coach to Chitwan National Park.
We wound along the edge of the hills, in and out of valleys, marvelling at the drop off the edge of the road, in awe and in fear!
After about an hour and a half we stopped and de-boarded (I have no idea what the little town was called I’m afraid). We were given helmets and life-jackets and walked down to the edge of the huge Trisuli river, swirling lazily past us.

Suited up and ready to go!

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Village stay in Lamataar

Friday 24th August 2007
Hello,
It’s been a very busy week so get ready for lots of emails!
(This one’s an epic, so get yourselves a cup of tea now!)
After our language course finished (guess who came top of the class with 49.5 out of 50??) we left on Thursday morning (16th August) to drive up to a village in the hills called Lamataar for three days.
We stayed with lovely guy called Sulav and his family, who were really sweet and very welcoming. It was definitely what you might call rural, with proper squatter toilets and no chance of toilet paper. I had originally been worried about getting things wrong and eating with my left hand by accident, but in a country where toilet paper isn’t a possibility, and you literally eat with your hands, you learn very fast what you’re doing with each hand!

Sifting the dhaal

Nepalese people eat Dhaal Bhaat twice a day every day, which is a lentil soup with rice. They also mix it up a bit by having Achaar (pickle) and Tarkaari (cooked vegetables) with it, but they eat dhaal bhaat every day at about 10am and 7pm for pretty much their entire lives.

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Mangoes, Monkeys and monsoon

Monday 13th August 2007
Namaste
It’s now day 5 and after the first two days of relative dryness, the monsoon has made it’s appearance. It’s rained at least twice a day for the last three days, and it’s incredible to watch it sweeping over the mountains dumping down rain as it comes (I managed to get one reasonably good shot of this).

Monsoon rains dumping down on the hillside

So, doing my laundry has been impossible. as aside from standing in the rain to do it, it’s not going to get dry hanging on the line!

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Waking up in Kathmandu

Thursday 9th August 2007
Namaste Everyone!
I have arrived safe and sound, the flight was fairly average, (Gulf air is NOT the greatest airline ever, and the hostess was downright rude a few times!) and I have no idea what the time difference is, – I think it’s either 4 and a half hours ahead or 4hrs 45mins ahead!
Anyway, the airport was crazy, as soon as we walked out of the doors there was a mass of people pushing and shoving, trying to grab our bags and get us taxis etc. A policeman was attempting rather ineffectually to beat people back with the butt of his rifle, and for a minute I thought there might be a fight breaking out, but it turned out to be apparently quite normal.

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Off once again to pastures, well, wet really

Monday 6th August 2007

Hello again all,
I am leaving tomorrow for Nepal to start my latest adventure, and am so overwhelmed with stuff to do I’ve decided to put it off by writing a big long email!

I’ve had a fantastic time the last few weeks, I’ve seen just about all of my friends (I think!) and spent a gorgeous couple of weeks looking after my lovely nephews as well.
The highlights of my summer are as follows:

I’ve had many a lovely drunken night out with friends, in Bury, London, Nottingham, Oxford and Sudbury. We’ve taken the boys to the races at Newmarket (Jack managed to pick out two winners, even though he’s only about 18 months old!!), to the Colne Valley Railway to go on a proper steam train, to the Zoo (Ollie fed the giraffes), and lots of trips to the park etc.

At the zoo

I have become an expert on Thomas the Tank Engine, as Ollie is currently completely obsessed with him, and I’m rather proud of how knowledgeable I am on all of their names and jobs! Jack prefers the Wiggles, an obscure Australian phenomenon involving four fully grown men who sing songs and tell stories. Three of them freak me out completely, although the blue one (Anthony) seems vaguely sane!

I have been to a pre-departure camp in Oxford, where I met lots of other volunteers going to loads of different countries, and we did lots of cultural awareness role-playing etc.
It was fun, and I’m now in contact with loads of people doing the same kinds of thing as me.

The Hill End massive!

As I prepare to depart, I gradually realise how little I’ve actually done!
Packing seems impossible, and although I’ve bought a posh new rucksack for this adventure, I keep making endless lists and forgetting crucial things like mosquito nets and antiseptic creams!

I looked on lots of websites, and there didn’t seem to be any one that agreed on which vaccinations I should get, so I figured it was fine, and I’d just get yellow fever (lots of countries require a certificate of vaccination to enter). I went to see the practice nurse last week, and she was a terribly fierce lady who told me off royally for not coming in sooner.
Our conversation went a lot like this:
“You mean you haven’t had your rabies shot yet? But you need 3 weeks for that one!”
“I, um, I’ll try not to get rabies then?”
“But you can catch it from saliva you know, not just bites!”
“Well, I’ll be extra careful not to let any dogs dribble into my mouth then.”
“What about Japanese B Encephalitis??”
“Huh?”
“Well you’ll have to have Cholera, and Typhoid, and Hepatitis A,….”
and so on.

It turns out that there has been a recent outbreak of cholera in Kathmandu, due too monsoon flooding and a political strike in the South (something to do with chlorine not being delivered into the water supply) so I agreed on that one, but I had to drink it instead of an injection!
So, having ingested Cholera, (raspberry flavour by the way), I’ve had a rather unsuprisingly bad stomach, but it seems to be clearing up, and hopefully I’ll be fine for the journey.

I’m ironically flying with Gulf Air, with a stopover in Bahrain, a place I never thought I’d be going back to again so soon!

I’ve been in touch with a girl who’s just left the orphanage I’m going to, and she said that due to a lack of funding, the kids are no longer able to go to school, so they will be there all the time, which is a bit daunting! However, I am only a volunteer and I’m allowed to take a break if it gets too much! I also have a two-week orientation when I arrive to have some basic language classes and be shown around the city a bit, which hopefully will be quite fun!

So, on that note, I suppose I shall have to go and start packing, although I’m not sure I’ll have room for clothes once all the medical supplies are in!
Wish me luck!

tons of love
travelling-Maya
xxx