Saturday 14 November 2009

Sisters, sisters and more sisters

Hello blog readers,

You may have noticed that we have become increasingly infrequent bloggers. Perhaps that’s because dealing with cows in the middle of the road and wading through rivers to get to school no longer seem new or strange to us. Life here has become ‘normal’ and we only seem to get around to blogging when something different or special has happened.

In this case, the special something was the Desai holiday. Mel headed off for a female and more specifically, sisters themed break. To start with, I joined two of my VSO ‘didi’ (didi means older sister in Nepali but can be used for any female who you respect), Pragya and Christine:

Pragya is a volunteer from India who is working with an HIV / AIDS organisation in Pokhara. She very kindly offered me and Christine a place to stay. Christine is a volunteer from Kenya who works with an organisation in Kathmandu that helps Nepali ethnic minorities to claim their rights. As you can see from the photo, these two sisters were very cheerful company and as well as going on walks and visits together, we sat around Pragya’s kitchen table chatting long into the night together. Here are some amazing flowers we came across on the way to a Buddhist pagoda in the hills:

And from Pragya’s rooftop I took this ironic photo of tourists heading off by aeroplane to go trekking around the retreating glaciers and newly formed glacial lakes:

It’s not all doom and gloom. Anybody interested in local efforts to reduce impact on the environment should check out our ‘environmental’ album in Picasa.

My next sisters experience was with ‘the Chettri sisters’ trekking company. This company is run by 3 ‘real’ sisters (very unusual in Nepal, especially as all 3 sisters are also single). The company has a ‘sister’ charity which aims to empower women by providing free training for women who want to become trekking guides. Almost no other trekking agency has any female trekking guides at all. The charity also runs a hostel for child workers who have been sent away from their homes to work in difficult jobs in the mountains. These children are ‘rescued’ and stay at the hostel where they can go to school. My trekking guide, Shanti was a great ‘bahini’ (younger sister) to me. Actually, despite being younger than me, she was more of a ‘didi’ because she looked after me so well. Here we are setting off on the last day of our 3 day trek:

Shanti bahini very quickly found that I wasn’t the most serious trekker that she had come across. Many people who go trekking in Nepal are very purposeful and focus on reaching their destination. I, on the other hand like to stop and enjoy local culture (in this case playing ‘ping’ – swings which villages put up during Desai):

… not to mention feeling the need to stop every five minutes to admire the view, look at a bird or butterfly, or more likely, to take a photo:

I was incredibly lucky with the weather and was treated to a wealth of stunning, breathtaking views. It was the end of the monsoon season, but I only got wet once and the leeches were mostly very well behaved (as far as I was concerned). Another set of sisters to mention are 3 more sisters whose guest house we stayed at in the village of Panchaase. In the photo album, you’ll find a photo of us all in their kitchen as well as a very nice ‘view from the loo’. Yes – I really do take my camera everywhere! I spent a lovely evening and morning at the guesthouse, from where I was treated to amazing views, delicious food (dhaal bhaat of course), very amusing company (I think some naughty tourists had been teaching the sisters some rude jokes), great birdwatching and stunning sunset and sunrise:

I was lucky enough after my trek to be invited back to my guide's room for tea and to get the chance to meet her very sweet SISTER! I had been a bit upset because, during my trek I had found out that Shanti's sister was visiting from Kathmandu for the Desai holiday, but she had had to leave her to come away for my trek. So, I was pleased to have the opportunity to apologise to Shanti's sister in person, for stealing Shanti away from her for 3 days. After my trek I headed back to Pokhara, met up with volunteers Gordon, Miranda and … yes you guessed it, Miranda’s sister.

Meanwhile back at the homestead ……………. here’s what Steve was up to:

The good news is that his commitment to writing his dissertation rather than going swanning off trekking in the mountains, resulted in his finishing his work shortly after the Diwali break.

Just to round off with another note on sisters. Shortly after Diwali, Lalitha and Latha our twin sister friends who we visited in India (and whose photos can be seen on our last blog) came to visit us in Mahendranagar during their whirlwind tour of Nepal.

Saturday 29 August 2009

Of Beaches, Boats and Bangalore.

Greetings once again blog-readers. It’s now been 2 months since our last entry (on ‘health and safety’) and you may wonder what we’ve been doing. Even if you’re not, we’re going to tell you anyway! Those of you who read this site this time last year may remember our description of the long period of school closure, firstly for the monsoon and next for a string of festivals, culminating in Desai. Well, we pre-empted the lack of work this year and decided to take all our leave in one go and have a month long holiday.

The school closure came rather more suddenly than expected, however, when schools were closed nearly 2 weeks early because of the excessive heat. We were kept busy for a while though, thanks to the training that came along. Mel helped co-ordinate and run 10 days of Early Childhood Development training, here in Mahendranagar, whilst Steve headed off to Darchula, in the remote and hilly north of Nepal, to help give ‘proposal writing’ training to an NGO. During this time, we happened to speak with Lalitha, a fellow volunteer who was heading back home to South India for a month and invited us to visit. So we did:

Karnataka (Population: 53 million; Main language: Kannada)

Having booked our main train journeys by internet, we set off on the 10 hour bus journey to Delhi. After a day’s rest here (and a visit to the state emporiums, more of which later) we boarded our first train, to Bangalore in the Indian state of Karnataka. This journey took 36 hours but we were well catered for with food and drink vendors constantly calling by and the scenery was lovely as we moved from the northern, Gangetic plain into the Deccan Plateau. The scenery could be enjoyed all the more because on Indian trains you can open the door and lean out to get a good view:

At last, we arrived in Bangalore Station and were very efficiently met by Lalitha who welcomed us to Bangalore by night, before whisking us off to her home in the nearby town of Tumkur.

We had a very enjoyable week with Lalitha, her twin sister Latha and their father (whom we called ‘Tata’);

Our every need was catered for as Lalitha and Latha treated us to lovely, traditional South Indian food (some of which we even helped cook) and acted as our personal travel agents around Tumkur. We spent 3 days visiting schools and even went on a short hike with grade 6 from the school where Lalitha used to work:

Other highlights included; visiting nearby villages with their traditional homes and 400 year old temples, and, of course, chatting to Lalitha, Latha and their friends and family. We also enjoyed a visit to a privately owned coffee plantation in the forested hills. Anand, the owner, who is a keen naturalist, showed us around and pointed out some beautiful wildlife. Examples of these and other wildlife we enjoyed on our travels, can be found in the photo album.

Tamil Nadu (Population: 62.1 million ; Main language: Tamil)

Eventually it was time to say a, hopefully temporary, ‘goodbye’ to our excellent hosts and head off by over-night bus to Pondicherry in the state of Tamil Nadu. Here we got to spend time next to something that we have missed a lot in Nepal, the sea:

Pondicherry is an ex-French colony and has lots of French influences still. A highlight here, apart from the sea, was the European cuisine in the tourist restaurants, especially the French cheese! Not as good as Latha’s home-cooked Indian dishes, but still very welcome.

After a couple of days here, we hired some cycles and headed off up the coast to Auroville, passing through some traditional Tamil fishing villages:

Auroville (named after Shree Aurobindo, a yogic guru) is an unusual place which can best be described as a giant hippy commune. We had heard about this ‘city of unity’ from a book on eco-villages and we were keen to see its environmental aspects. Although we didn’t dig the spiritual side of it (with pride of place going to a large, golf-ball like temple dedicated to the founder ‘The Mother’) and had doubts about the ‘town’s’ inclusivity and sustainability, we met some interesting people and got to stay in a tree house:

After returning to Pondicherry, we caught a train across India to the West coast state of Kerala.

Kerala: the coconut state (Population: only 32 million!; Main lanaguage: Malayalam)

In Kerala, we stayed in a lovely home-stay in the town of Alleppey. Kerala, and particularly Alleppey, is famous for its miles of canals and lakes, known collectively as the ‘Backwaters’. Our homestay cottage was right on the Backwaters and every day we got to watch the traditional (and some not-so-traditional) boats plying up and down. In particular, the large house-boats made from wood and palm fronds were a spectacular sight as well as the Snake-boats. The Snake-boats are large canoes carrying about 120 people and whilst we were there, they were trialling for an upcoming ‘Snake-boat’ race which is a major event here (kind of like the Henley Regatta meets the Mardi-Gras!). Here is a Snake-boat:

Other highlights were cruising on the backwaters in a small kettuvulam (canoe) and visiting the near-deserted, palm-shaded, tropical beach (Now we’re sounding like a tour-operator!):

After 3 days, we took a bus north to the capital of Kerala, Ernakulum. Here we got to see some traditional dance/theatre called ‘katakali’:

We also visited the old Portuguese fort at Cochin where we saw medieval, Chinese fishing nets as well as old cathedrals and a synagogue. Kerala has ancient trading links, going back to pre-Roman times and so has a lot of European and Arabian influences. After Cochin and Ernakulam, we headed north again by bus, back to Karnataka.

Karnataka ... again

First stop was a rest day in Mangalore. Not much to see here except more nice beaches, oh yes, and a large restaurant selling only varieties of ice-cream!

From here, another 5 hour bus ride to the evergreen hills that make up the ‘Western Ghats’ and a town called ‘Madikeri’. Here we splashed out a bit and stayed in a small cottage on an organic spice plantation, known as ‘Rainforest Retreat’. The name says it all. Here is the view from our veranda:

Here we got our first reminder that we are in the monsoon season (elsewhere, the monsoon has been very weak this year) as it rained hard every day. Undeterred, we set out on walks round the plantation and surrounding woods. Not even the numerous leeches could keep us indoors! With the stay completely catered, we were able to spend 3 lovely, relaxing days, before returning to the hustle and bustle of Bangalore.

Delhi, (Population: 13 million; Main language: Hindi) then home

Back to Delhi on the train, where we discovered that our plans for gift-shopping were scuppered by the fact that it was ‘Indian Independence Day’ and then Sunday (you’d think we might have been able to predict that one!) We wanted to return to the state emporiums (large shops, one based on each state of India, that sell handicrafts produced in that state), so we ended up staying 3 days. During that time we visited the national museum, Jama Masjid (an impressive 17th century mosque supposed to be a forerunner of the Taj Mahal) and saw some traditional folk-singing. We also enjoyed lots of trips on the swanky, new Delhi metro and a visit to the cinema to watch a Bollywood movie!

Finally though, our holiday had to end and we took the night bus back to Banbasa and then across the border. Despite encountering flooding on the Indian side of the border, we learnt on arrival back here that, the monsoon has, so far, been almost non-existent this year. Does that mean that there’ll be another environmental themed blog coming up? Don’t bet against it!

Tuesday 16 June 2009

Another day, another danger!

Hello all,

Sorry it’s been so long since we last blogged. Since then we have been to yet another conference in Kathmandu! We can’t groan too much about this one though, as Steve was one of the organisers. Actually, it was a lot more interesting than the usual groans about the hardships of being a VSO volunteer!! The theme of the conference was ‘young people in Nepal’ so there were lots of young speakers and participants. These young people were involved in politics, young people’s rights, volunteering or education. Many of the young people were inspiring speakers and we also took part in a really good youth led workshop on HIV/AIDS.

In between our two quite recent visits to Kathmandu, schools have not been teaching because of exams, the inaccurately named ‘Welcome to School’ programme, and generally taking a long time to get going for the new school year. We kept busy, however, mostly by giving training. Some of this was at the Education Training Centre (government run centres for in-service training). We also had fun at some nursery school training organised by a local NGO. This involved learning and teaching some new silly songs and games. We hope to be doing some more nursery training soon.

Since we returned from Kathmandu a few weeks ago, we have been taking advantage of the fact that schools have been open and running (at least half time – the very hot weather means that teachers are quite happy to shut up shop at any slight opportunity). Two weeks ago, the temperature reached 43° Celsius – the hottest ever recorded in Mahendranagar. The heat on its own is not unbearable. It’s the humidity which is really uncomfortable! As the monsoon approaches, the humidity builds up over a week or two weeks and then is finally broken by the rain – a great relief for a day at least. Then the rains get closer and closer together until it rains on most days.

Despite the heat and humidity, Steve continues to cycle for up to 3 hours to reach his schools and tries to avoid cycling at the hottest times of day. As school times in this season are 7am-12.30pm, he sometimes leaves the house at 4am or stays in the villages overnight to be able to get to school on time the next morning.

The house update is… the builders are still here making a racket and a big mess, but despite looking around for a smaller place, we haven’t yet found anywhere that is as good for birdspotting and seems worth the hassle of moving.

We have heard that the British Prime Minister is facing some problems. We in Nepal now have a new Prime Minister, whose name, somewhat confusingly, is Mr Nepal. About a month ago the previous Prime Minister resigned, leaving us slightly worried that in the absence of a Prime Minister, anarchy would break out. In fact, the opposite happened. For weeks, there were few road closures and strikes because no one knew who they were complaining to! With Mr Nepal now in office, things are back to normal with strikes and bandhs as regular as ever.

Now onto this week’s theme:

This blog is dedicated to Mr Steve Briggs, health and safety officer in Student Services at De Montfort University… and all other Health and Safety folk out there, many of whom often had to put up with our complaints (about filling in endless risk assessments when we want to leave a building or walk down a street, for example).

Now, we’re not promising to give up our moaning, about the excesses of caution that we experience in Britain, but some of our experiences in Nepal have reminded us how lucky we are in the UK to have enforceable health and safety laws. The lack of laws, lack of law enforcement and belief in fatalism (what will be was already meant to be), means that Nepal is unlikely to win the gold medal for health and safety.

Here are a few examples of daily hazards in Nepal:

Taking a walk down the street, especially in Kathmandu, can be dangerous here. If you’re lucky, you will see potholes, uncovered drains and metal wires sticking up all over the place. If you’re unlucky, for example if there is a power cut or the monsoon rains are covering the street, you won’t see the hazards, and fall into one. Two volunteers have had serious accidents just by walking down the street:.As well as there being plenty of work for road repairers, electricians also don’t need to worry about lack of work anytime soon!

The law in Nepal says clearly that the driver of a motorbike must wear a helmet. However, it doesn’t say anything about whether the helmet has to be done up, or how many passengers can be on a motorbike, their age, or their safety. As a result it is a common sight to see 4 or 5 members of a family, including babies, on a motorbike without helmets (apart from the driver). Motorbike accidents and injuries are very common.

We have conflicting feelings about the access of children to dangerous materials here. On the one hand it can make the children more skilled and careful at using tools and dealing with things like fire – we have yet to see a child injure themselves on the razor blades they bring to school to sharpen their pencils (from the age of 3). On the other hand we have heard of a number of children drowning in rivers and child mortality here is high.

One of the biggest dangers here and the cause of a lot of illness and some deaths (especially of young babies) is the lack of health and hygiene rules for food and drinking water. This is a daily problem for us as we need to boil, cool and carry with us all our drinking water and try to eat in restaurants where the food is served piping hot. But this is not always a possibility and Mel’s stomach can testify about the results! On the other hand, the government is now attempting to test drinking water supplies for arsenic. This powerful poison is found in much of the water in our area. We don’t know what happens to pumps that fail although Steve was recently told that the water from a village pump had a certificate to show that it had “5% arsenic levels” (although there may be some translation or mathematical reading error here!)

This overloaded vehicle is just one hazard when it comes to road travel. Lack of laws to do with bus and lorry driving means that one bus driver can be driving a bus for the entire journey to Kathmandu (more than 18 hours). We don’t take those buses by the way, but break our journey into two instead.

A bit closer to home, a ‘safety at work’ policy would be a welcome start for the builders at our house, which can seem pretty hazardous with frequent chunks of cement and bricks falling and being chucked off the roof.

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So, health and safety issues allowing, we’ll try and blog again soon.

P.S. For photos of a slightly more colourful and maybe more interesting nature, don’t forget to check out our latest photo album which you can access on the right of the page.

Sunday 15 March 2009

Men in sparkly pink tank tops

Hello all,

First our news. Apologies for being 'off-blog' for so long, but thanks to Ailsa and Mike, you were able to get a bit of an update. Since we last blogged, we have mostly been working in schools (until Ailsa and Mike's visit), holidaying with them, and getting stuck in Kathmandu, after a VSO conference, because of a two week long bandh (strike and road closure).

Since our return, schools have not been running normally due to exams and end of academic year business, but we have been managing to keep fairly busy with giving training at various places and with various people. We really enjoy giving training but we often wonder if what we try to convey will actually be used in schools. Apart from training, we have been enjoying some lovely birdwatching walks and visiting friends for food and festivities. We have also been harassing the builders about when exactly they are going to finish and tidy up our garden! Hopefully within a few days.

We would like to wish you all a very Happy New Year! Tomorrow is Nepali New Year's Day, the first day of 2066. We expect to be very well fed by the end of it (the day that is, not necessarily the year!)

Now on to the main subject of the blog this time. We like to strike a balance between lighthearted and more serious issues, so here are our thoughts on gender in Nepal:

When we first arrived, we not only had to learn the language, but also the social customs and traditions.Working in education makes it especially important to understand these customs and how they might affect what is happening in schools.

As in all cultures, in Nepal there are many traditions and values to do with the roles of women and men, boys and girls. We are interested in what some of these are, how they are different from some British ideas and how things are changing for women and men in the ‘New Nepal’.
It’s important to point out that there are many different cultures in Nepal and the role of women and men is different between cultures (and of course within cultures too). Many of the traditions relate to religion (in practice, the Hindu tradition) and some to specific ethnic groups, but many are similar to other countries the world over.

During our in country training, we had a talk from a women’s rights campaigner, who highlighted some of the issues she thought we should know about. She demonstrated to us, from the outset, that there are some Nepali women who are very well educated, assertive and outspoken.


Until very recently, Nepal was the only country in the world where women had a lower life expectancy than men. One of the reasons for women here dying at ayounger age than elsewhere are some traditions linked to women giving birth.
Following the birth of a child, women are traditionally viewed to be ‘impure’ for some days and are expected to sleep outside the home, sometimes in a cattle shed. The same thing is the case for a woman who is menstruating. These traditions are changing though, and it’s far more common for women to sleep in a separate room within the house these days, and in some cases, the tradition is not followed at all. We met a woman who works on a project which encourages women to come to hospital to give birth. Women can claim travel money when they get to hospital. At the hospital, advice can also be given about looking after the mother and child in the days after the birth. According to the woman we met, this sort of project is reducing the number of women dying during or soon after childbirth. Another area where education and increasing public awareness are having an impact is in the age of girl brides. It has been traditional to marry girls off as young as 12 or 13 but the average age of marriage is on the rise.

The other reason for women’s life expectancy being lower than men’s is the often back-breaking physical work that women are usually expected to do. It is still a very common sight to walk past fields where women, often in very hot weather, are planting, cutting or carrying…..


…. and minutes later, in the same village, walk by a group of men sitting in the shade of a peepal tree, playing cards or 'carom':


Often women can face some difficulties if their husbands die before them. This is because, traditionally, a woman who has been widowed, is viewed as having been the cause of this 'bad luck' upon her husband. The outlawing of the practise of widows burning themselves to death on the funeral pyre of their husband, may be another reason for women's life expectancy being on the rise. For many widows, however, life can continue quite normally, although some people believe that they should not smile or laugh and they can be bullied by their neighbours and members of their husbands' families. This 'buddhi' (old woman) however, seemed cheerful enough when we met her, especially when we agreed to take her photograph.



It has been traditional here, for families to value boy children more highly than girls. Many Nepali men have openly expressed to us that Nepal is a 'male chauvanist society'. This is partly because, in Nepali culture, sons remain at home when they grow up, and support their parents in their old age. Daughters, on the other hand, go and live with their husband’s family so cannot contribute to the care of their parents. Also, the oldest male child is, traditionally, the only person capable of performing the correct rituals, on the death of his parents, to ensure a safe transit into the next life. This is a reason why in some families, girls' education is not as highly valued as boys' and therefore why female literacy rates are very low here. The big gap between girls and boys education is changing though. Most girls are now sent to school at least for a short time.

Some Nepali people, especially the older generation, express their sadness if they have not had any sons and are often surprised that Mel does not have any brothers. On the other hand, we know some families who are perfectly happy with only daughters.


Having found some of the issues regarding women and men quite distressing, we were pleased to have the opportunity to join Nepali women in their celebration of International Women's day recently. At this event, it was clear that women's groups have a growing voice in Nepal and that there is a lot to celebrate in women's achievements and empowerment. Despite traditions that seem to hold women in a lower esteem, sometimes things come along that surprise us, and remind us that things are not always straightforward. Below is a picture of a woman at her wedding, having her feet washed by a visiting male member of the family.


There are also plenty of exceptions to the 'rules'. Below, for example, is a headteacher in one of Steve's focus schools who often does the cooking. When Steve told him that he had not been cooked for very often by a man in Nepal, he explained that both he and his wife have jobs outside the home and, therefore it is right to share the housework. He is also teaching his son to cook. This is unusual and, more often, women are expected not to work outside the home to avoid this sort of situation. Not unlike Britain until very recently!


.... and here is Janaki Madam. Another teacher and another exception. Unlike most Nepali women, she wears her hair short, wears trousers and t-shirts instead of kurta surwal or sari, rides a motorbike, and does not wear a sindur (red mark on head) or other signs of marriage.



Being in Nepal, not only makes us conscious of gender roles, but also reminds us of some of the 'funny' gender rules we have at home. Here it is perfectly normal to see a man wearing a sparkly pink tank top in the middle of winter or any other pink garment. Here, pink suits men just as well as it does girls, highlighting the UK myth that pink is a colour for girls only.


Mel has recently joined a dance class. Here also, a UK stereotype is challenged. Most dance classes that she has attended in the UK have far more girls attending, whereas here it is the opposite and Mel is usually the only lady in the class.

The idea that women cannot do physical jobs is really challenged here too. A number of the builders building at our house have been women, and women do nearly all the physical farm work.


As we said, things in Nepal are changing for women and men, and although this can seem a good thing, it is worth remembering that with any change, there will be good and bad aspects. With an increasing emphasis on formal education, much of the work done and skills traditionally used by women are being devalued. Also, young women here are starting to wear whatever they like. In many ways this is a good thing but they seem, to us, to be becoming far more looks and body conscious and comparing themselves with, often very pale skinned, scantily clad TV and advertising models for inspiration. It is difficult to find a shop which does not sell a 'Fair and Lovely' product, intended to make the skin look paler. Again, this is similar to 'Western nations' such as Britain except, ironically, many men and women in the UK are seeking darker skins!

As a final thought, one of the most rewarding things for us here is the interest that people take in our culture and experiences. Even if our training or our lessons in the classroom are of little educational value, perhaps the chance to show and discuss how other cultures have different ideas, has ultimately the greater impact on Nepalis, whether as a positive model or as something to be avoided! Speaking personally, we certainly benefit, and are better educated, because of our contact with other ideas and cultural viewpoints.

Thursday 12 March 2009

Delhi and Mahendranagar from a visitor's viewpoint

Noise, hustle and bustle! This was our very first impression of Delhi. Most of the noise was accounted for by vehicle horns being blasted almost constantly. This, according to our guides (Steve and Mel) was more to say "I'm here" than to say "get out of my way" In spite of what seemed complete chaos on the roads, there was no sign of road rage and we arrived at our hotel unscathed.

The Tibetan quarter, where our lovely hotel was situated, was an absolute delight.

Tibetan monks rubbing shoulders with stall holders and tourists
alike and the sound of chanting mixed with the heady scent of incense, made a delightful medley of sight, sound and smell in the colourful, bustling market streets.

Tibetan toast for breakfast was brilliant and is a cross between an English bread muffin and an English crumpet .. delicious!

Highlights of Delhi are numerous but The Red Fort, the narrow streets of the old bazaar in Chandni Chowk, the Craft Museum, the Lotus Temple and the Hari Krishna Temple were among the favourites. It surprised us how quickly we got used to the traffic and riding in the colourful tuc tucs was great fun.

Our couple of days in Delhi shot past and we enjoyed every minute of it, though the words
Old Delhi Railway Station can bring me out in a cold sweat even now!

Once on the sleeper train, our onward journey to Nainital went like clockwork, thanks largely to the organisational skills and pre planning of Steve and Mel.
Our first morning in Nainital wetted our appetite for the few days ahead. The view of the lake from our hotel balcony was beautiful and we couldn't wait to explore further.
Apart from the beauty, the first thing we noticed was the drop in temperature, far more like the cold we'd left in England!
The sun soon warmed us up as the day progressed though and we set about enjoying all this lovely place had to offer.

The highlight had to be seeing the Himalayas clearly - twice.
The first time was after a walk and horse ride to the delightfully named Tiffin Top and the second after a more leisurely ride up to Snow View in the cable car.










A magnificent site - the Himalayas I mean, but OK, you two are great as well!

Again the market streets drew us along their charm and bustle and more culinary delights were sampled, one of our favouries being dahi, which is very similar to yogurt and comes with a variety of tasty additions like honey and banana ॥ yum!

Another memorable event happened while we were in Nanital .. a member of our party turned from a youthful 59, to an even more youthful 60! This unremarkable event was marked very grandly by Steve, Mel and Mike with cake + candles, indoor sparklers and other party delights,
including presents and cards.





THANKS guys, I had a great time! ...







Though very sad to leave Nainital, we vowed to return one day if possible and looked forward to travelling on to Nepal and Mel and Steve's home town!

The journey went well, again thanks to Steve and Mel and we arrived at the Indian Immigration point and the necessary visa checks. Note to other travellers:- Don't be tempted to take photos at this point!!!

A leisurely walk across 'No Man's Land' to the Nepali Immigration point followed, closely watched by various monkeys.




.. spot the monkeys!






After a short bus ride, we arrived at Mahendranagar bus station and went to one of Mel and Steve's local eating establishments where we enjoyed a tasty lunch, then a rickshaw ride to their house, much to the a stunned amusement of the locals!

The next days passed so quickly and to list everything would be too time consuming. Mel and Steve's home is enchanting and we were made incredibly welcome, not only by Steve and Mel but also their many lovely friends and neighbours. Offers of food, chai (gorgeous sweet, spicy tea) and just to sit, were numerous, greatly appreciated and enjoyed!
I bought some, (fairer to say - dozens!) of bindis that will be brilliant on cards!! and many other delights. Lassi, which is a gorgeous, thick drinking yogurt with fruit puree/juice added, was a must!

A day in the Suklaphanta Wildlife Reserve, under the watchful eye of handsome Harendra, was a highlight. We saw a tiger !!! yes, REALLY! and a massive herd of swamp deer, oh and crocodiles!, wild boar, lots of colourful and exciting birds ... are we getting boring? TOUGH!

Another highlight was an elephant ride, also in the Suklaphanta Reserve. This was just great!



.. can you see the baby elephant?








To say we enjoyed our holiday would obviously be an understatement! If we can manage to download photos to the album, you'll all get more idea of the adventure ॥ here's hoping1
It just remains to say a huge THANKS to all Steve and Mel's friends for making our time in Nepal such a happy and successful one ... Harendra, Ramjana, Suresh to name but a few.
Mel and Steve ... you couldn't have done more to make our stay so great. You were the very best guides, travel co-ordinators, translators, dietary supervisors (we didn't have any tummy problems! .. just thought you'd all like to know that!), financial advisors etc. etc.
Hope you all enjoy the photos ... eventually!
All the best from England in Springtime.

Thursday 15 January 2009

Festivities and forests

Hello again and Happy New Year to you all. Hope those of you that celebrate Christmas had a great time.We thought we'd just give you a little update on our own festive season.


So, what have we been up to? Well, first of all, our landlord has decided to add two new storeys to our house so we have been living on a building site for the past month and a half:

Things started off relatively peacefully. One day, the site manager turned up with a young couple and announced that, if it was alright with us, they would build them some makeshift accommodation in our back garden (they were labourers from a town some hours away). We have always felt the house is a bit larger than we need and our perfectly good spare room meant that they could avoid the worst of the cold nights. So, Kalpana and Shyam became our in-house neighbours. It was a pleasure to have them stay and chat to them in the evenings. They belong to the indigenous 'Tharu' community. Although Nepali is their second language too, it made them giggle when we tried out our very basic Tharu, so we gave up and stuck with Nepali! One weekend their son, sister and nieces came to visit and here they are in the room they were staying in:

Despite Kalpana and Shyam being such gentle folk, we did start to get very tired of the building work because there were about 20 labourers coming to the house every morning and the area around our house became increasingly filthy. The building work (and our frustration with it) peaked one day when a huge, very noisy, cement mixing and lifting machine arrived. The builders had to knock down the garden wall to get it in and it continued working until 9pm. At this point and because we were a bit worried about the safety of the building, we decided to start to look for another place to live. We're feeling better about the house now because the builders are having an extended break and have promised not to work while Steve's parents visit. Also, our landlord has assured us that the 7 foot foundations are ample for the extra floors.

Now, onto the festive bit. Apart from getting the day off work, most people in Nepal, do not celebrate Christmas. We decided that what we would like for Christmas, was to go somewhere really cold……

with Christmas trees ……

snowy mountains …….

and of course mistletoe…….

So we headed off to Dadeldhura, the nearest hilly area, for a long weekend. We had lots of lovely walks and fresh oranges which grow there.


To celebrate new year, we invited friends and neighbours to join us for some chiya (Nepali spicy tea) and spicy fruit cake (Steve made 4!). Over 20 people came including our neighbours below, but everybody left before 7pm! We hope it wasn't either the company or the cake!

Hoping to do another blog within the next few weeks.