This is Why I Love Nepal

I’m in transit in Abu Dhabi reflecting on the last month, and thinking particularly about the last week. I really like Pokhara, it is a civilised place to rest. Kathmandu stinks, it’s a mess and the traffic is mental, but it fits like an old, stretched but unwashed sock.

These boats on Lake Fewa in Pokhara are hiding.

The view from the roof of my guest house is divine darling!

Which hotel would you choose? Hotel God Pigeon or Hotel Fire on the Mountain My Home? Would you want to sleep under the same roof as the bloke who thought up those names?

You could always nip down to the local Chinese for fied gralic chicken wings.

Or have a quiet word with the local deity!

And then retire to the sanctuary of the garden of my guest house, with a warm welcome from Suryanath.

Flying out from Kathmandu today the view was amazing. As if the city was baked on to the valley floor and the Himalayas were floating in the sky!

It will be next year before I blog again. Be good.

Night night my matey mates. X