Wandered down an alley to find these kids having some fun.
A few more snaps from about a month ago.
Round 3! It's pretty terrible getting extremely sick in another country alone. Too weak to do anything. Climbing mountains right now seems like such an extreme concept.
Finally took a Royal Enfield out for a cruise, from Pokhara up to Paudur Kot Hill. It was pure glory ripping through the massive mountains on this old bike. A big highlight from the past 9 months traveling. We passed through a few small villages here and there. Picking lines around wandering yaks, cows, wild dogs & 1 random camel running down the street.
Stopped for a dal bhat lunch high in the hills. I was snapping a few photos, completely unaware of an angry monkey behind me. It’s pretty unexpected & jarring having a mad monkey jump on your head, pull your hair and start screaming.
A big thanks to Matt of Hearts & Tears Motorcycle Club for the bike & cruise. If you ever get to Pokhara look him up, solid guy.
When your sitting, taking in the view. Someone stops beside you, takes a photograph. You're in the right place.
Someone has a drum kit in their hotel room.
Yesterday, I finished up some work in a nice little cafe on a side street in Thamel, Kathmandu. I decided on a wander, I grabbed my camera with no plans and let the visual lurking guide me.
At first glance Kathmandu has some overlapping essence of India. This city is busy, not Delhi busy, nor population), 975,453+ and has a calming charm within the winding alleys, bikes, cars and almost constant horns. I’ll creep more neighbourhoods over the next few days to build a deeper relationship with the Nepalese capital.
As I’m led around by the sights & curriosty, I stopped at a few varied public locations to sit and watch life here. Sip a drink and take it in. Slowly…
As I turned a typical narrow almost maze like street, a Buddhist temple reveals itself cropped between the dark & dusty buildings. The sides of the temple full of people sitting & cheering about, …what? I slowly manoeuvred through the shoulder to shoulder jostled streets ahead. After a few mins I come into sight of a SIX STOREY MAN MADE TREE OBJECT!!!? People hanging & climbing and screening on this massive thing, all the while it’s being pushed down the irregular Kathmandu streets on a chariot! I’m not sure what the hell is going on, but I can tell its a big deal as I’m surrounded by half the city. Rice and objects flying through the air from the rooftops, object & ground. Drums and cymbals drowning out everything within distance, in-between local cheers.
I found out this celebration is part of Bisket Jatra, which is an annual celebration leading up to New Years. Apparently the chariot is pushed & pulled through the crowds to different neighbourhoods where the celebration days continue up until New Years. I’m going out to search for the next neighbourhood now...
Came for my Indian visa, stayed for the pleasure. We enjoyed quite a few days here in and around Kandy. Visited
Sri Dalada Maligawa, one of the most sacred places of worship in the Buddhist community.
Kandyan fashion is some of the nicest I've seen. The middle aged, but mostly older women have impeccable style. The colours & prints, most made with a designers eye as well as worn with one. The textiles rival India's fabrics. I'm sure, many arriving from. Seeing so much fabric everywhere, you can't help but think of the resources that go into this tradition.
more to come.