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December 28, 2000 - December 13, 2001
14 Days in Nepal

No mints on the pillow in this hotel...
This was an interesting picture because almost every where you look in the country, most things are old, run-down, dirty. And then in this picture you see all the kids running around with their pristine red and white school uniforms. Quite the contrast from the rest of the country. I'm not sure what kind of school this was, but I'm guessing they were out for recess. Unfortunately no one was playing "roll the tire with a stick", which seemed to be the national past-time of children in Nepal. I only saw it in movies and cartoons.
More pictures down into the valley. I think where ever you happen to be in Nepal, you're either on top of a hill/mountain or down in the valley. It just great being able to see so far. It's kind of cool how you can see the big cloud shadow in the valley from the cloud above. And you can even see some of the different trees. Surprisingly, there were a lot of tropical-looking trees. I guess they survive thanks to the monsoon season during the summer. When I was there, the daytime weather was fairly warm. But it got pretty cold once the sun went down.
Here's a picture of one of the farms we past. We walked by these farms and there would be like ten people out in the field. Usually women. But all ages. And they were doing everything by hand. No big John Deere tractors over here. You really have to admire that work ethic. Now the men of the country, well they seemed to sit around, listen to the radio, and play cards. Every now and then you'd come across a man doing some real labor, but not usually. We came across some drunk guy who wanted to give us directions for money. But Andrea was able to go down another path and we ditched the guy.
Here's one of the few pictures that we actually took of each other. I think I have three of Andrea and one of my back. I guess there was just so much to see. But here she is in Bhaktapur, where we spent the night. We were lucky to have a bathroom in our room. We were unlucky not to have hot water. And we barely had electricity for that matter. But I did have what might have been the best soup of my life for dinner. It was some Tibetan soup with homemade noodles and potato slices. Hit the spot.

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