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  • kathmandu

    suzanne 038

    it took two days to get here from dehradun: the overnight train east to gorakhpur was great; the jeep north to sunauli was jam packed with 13 sweating people; the cycle rickshaw over the border was precarious in amongst the lorries; the overnight bus to kathmandu was painful for the long-limbed; and the taxi to the hotel was daylight robbery!

    i made some friends on the train and passed the time playing them indian and nepali tunes on the flute and violin, which made me very popular. but then i lost my new friends crossing the border and continued north alone. as a single white [very tired] female i guess i was easy prey and got ripped off by some dodgy geezer when i arrived in the big city at dawn. nepal is apparently the second poorest country in the world after somalia, so i hope this guy enjoys the bit of cash he got from me.

    everybody else in kathmandu is incredibly friendly and polite and i've spent the last few days lazily loafing around, taking advantage of hotel room service and hammocks, international food and, best of all, high roof terrace views. at first sight, the city is a tourist heaven, with funky cafes and gift shops, stunning temples and prayer flags fluttering in the breeze. but three days of wandering from one eatery to the next is enough.

    it's impossible to ignore the stark contrast in living standards between the [numerous] western tourists and the local people; the bright appealing shopping areas for us moneyed folk and the chaotic grimy bazaars where the nepalis shop; the exclusive roof-top restaurants where i sip my cappuccinos while reading my novels and the squalid corners where street kids stuff crumbs into their mouths. when will my charming nepali waiter get to head off on holiday, and lounge around in london bars, writing his latest thoughts on life in his personal diary?

    this is the first time that i have been a proper tourist - in south india i was hosted by jaise and in the north i was working and felt more like a resident than a visitor - so i'm grateful that my pestalozzi colleagues have now arrived from dehradun and i will be engaged for the next few days in helping them with the selection of nepali children to join next year. i'm really looking forward to getting involved with the locals again, assisting with the children's tests tomorrow and then making home visits to the successful families - an exciting opportunity to see behind the scenes!

  • goodbye crazy kids

    gone crazy

    it has been quite an experience. i'd never lived with kids before, so the pestalozzi foundation house, with its 25 (lovely but nevertheless demanding) children has been a huge change in way of life for me. with just a few days left before i leave for nepal i'm preparing to say goodbye to everyone and am making the most of the time i have left here. i am ready to go now though. since the children started going to school a month ago, my job has been one of chasing rather than teaching, which isn't half as much fun. i'm really looking forward to having some freedom back, and exploring further afield.

    and the water is running out. the residential house we're living in was not designed to hold 28 people, and as the weather hots up (and we all crave more and more cold showers) there is increasingly less water coming into the tanks. it's a real problem and rainwater harvesting hasn't yet caught on here either, which is puzzling.

    in this heat, my favourite time is at night, sleeping under the stars (and a mosquito net) on the roof, where i'm also out of earshot of those pesky noisy children. the last couple of nights, however, i've had to make a hasty retreat inside due to dramatic lightning storms that light up the sky, as well as the town of mussoorie on the hills above dehradun. the wind rips through the house, and all the doors bang open and shut, like some crazy horror movie, with cups smashing in the kitchen and washing strewn here and there in the morning.

    we're all off pick-nicking this weekend to celebrate my departure, and i'm promised the possibility of swimming again at the spot where we're going. some of the nepalese kids i might see again while i'm in nepal, but to the others it is goodbye and good luck, and thank you for a fantastic time!

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