martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010
viernes, 12 de diciembre de 2008
jueves, 4 de diciembre de 2008
lunes, 1 de diciembre de 2008
Time to move on again & a standard 6 hour bus ride brought us to the West coastal town of Fort Cochin (Kochi)......the home of fine fresh fish, crazy Kathakali dances & fascinating disco churches!!!! Was also from Kochi that we ventured out into Keralan backwaters, a number of inland lakes connected by a network of canals. Aboard our man powered house boat we cruised leisurely along, taking in the tranquility, which we so often had to search long & hard for in the North, observing the daily goings on of its inhabitants. Back in Kochi we were to stumble across a fine choice of fresh fish, brought to shore through the use of ancient looking Chinese fishing nets, cooked to our liking at a small but delightful shack by the side of the street.......no need for knives, forks, plates.....just a bowl of fine ocean fodder & our able fingers...naturally we were to return day after day!! What else of Kochi? Of course, the disco churches, with the finest, the Santa Cruz Basilica, located in the centre of the town and yet another religious site with a Disney facelift. This is Kerala, "Gods Own Country" afterall, so why not show it in style!!!! And then the Kathakali, an extraordinary blend of song, dance, poetry, drama, make-up application & traditional ritual......all of which combines to provide a mesmerising experience.....have a look should you ever get the chance!!!!
When the times are so relaxing & events run so smoothly it is sometimes harder to put it into words.....or am I lazy....or have I just forgotten.....writers block perhaps.....am I even a writer???....think I need a holiday!! Regardless, for this past week I feel the experience is best viewed in the photos.....note the smiles & cleanliness of the two of us (well me anyway, as compared to usual).
domingo, 9 de noviembre de 2008
domingo, 2 de noviembre de 2008
Have not a clue where now to start so will have a guess at Bhaktapur, 1 of the 3 royal cities of Nepal, alongsaide Patan and Kathmandu. The city of culture, myself & Martina were blown away by the architecture, landscape, local cuisine and fascinating attitude of the local people. Such a joy to wander the streets & be greeted by the welcoming smiles & innocent laughs. It was here that I decided to test my travel insurance limits for the first time, by riding atop a local bus, to Changu Narayan, alongside the goats, sacks of rice and a few locals. This proved most entertaining, especially having to dodge the overhead power cables, breathing in the fresh country air and the knowledge that Martina was squashed up inside in a ball of sweat!! Bhaktapur is one beautiful little town and power cuts weeks could easily be passed by here just watching the world go by.
Not ones to indulge in full mountain treks we decided to take our own hike 25km from Nagarkot to Bodnath, via the beautiful small villages of Sankhu, Bramhakkel and Mulpani. Through this route we were met with some of the most breathtaking scenery and happy smiles to ever lay our eyes upon, making the walk more pleasant than we could have imagined. However we are still monsoon season and the walk was interrupted just outside of Mulpani forcing us to hop on a bus for the final few kilometres.....this was not met with too much disappointment. Nepal just keeps on amazing us and Bodnath was to be no different. A small town housing Nepal's largest populaion of Tibetan exiles and incredible architecture built around the incredible Bodnath Stupa, which is best visited late of an afternoon to witness the Tibetan and Bhuddist community going about their daily rituals.
The past week has possibly been the most peaceful, relaxing and jaw dropping since our arrival on this continent. Now, however it is time to return to the organised chaos of Kathmandu and then on, once more, to Pokhara.