My brother came to visit me in every place I worked - Brussels ages ago, then Malaysia, then Madrid, and Uganda. In Nepal he did not visit though... because by the time I arrived, he was here already. A complete coincidence, actually!
On a sabbatical trip in the region, my little brother had planned to come to Nepal before the earthquake - and decided still to come even after the earthquake hit. I certainly had not planned to come to Nepal - but then the earthquake hit, and you know the rest. Which is how, independently and disconnectedly, we both landed in Kathmandu within three days of each other.
On a sabbatical trip in the region, my little brother had planned to come to Nepal before the earthquake - and decided still to come even after the earthquake hit. I certainly had not planned to come to Nepal - but then the earthquake hit, and you know the rest. Which is how, independently and disconnectedly, we both landed in Kathmandu within three days of each other.
And though his plans were very many, and quite different from mine (and I'm profoundly jealous of all the travels he did around Nepal), of course we got to spend some time together over the last month and half. And not only in and around Kathmandu...
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| With one of the Nepal Ice bottles |
... but he also came up to both of my workplaces.
In Dolakha we covered all the main sightseeing, basically consisting of the locally famous Bhimeshwar temple with a statue of god Bhim (alas, locked up when we were there) which supposedly sweats when something bad is about to occur to the country (apparently it did sweat 10 days before the earthquake).
We also did a small trip to Jiri, a small town where Hillary and Norgay started their trek to the Everest in 1953 (which right now looks a bit... crestfallen).
In Dolakha we covered all the main sightseeing, basically consisting of the locally famous Bhimeshwar temple with a statue of god Bhim (alas, locked up when we were there) which supposedly sweats when something bad is about to occur to the country (apparently it did sweat 10 days before the earthquake).
We also did a small trip to Jiri, a small town where Hillary and Norgay started their trek to the Everest in 1953 (which right now looks a bit... crestfallen).
In Chautara we just took an evening beer overlooking the town and the nearby hills....
... and, being my brother, walked up to the viewpoint again the following morning for the sunrise (5am on a working day!)...
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| The camp from bird's perspective |
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| In the Chautara camp |
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| Lunch on the way |
I think I don't have to say how immensely nice it was to have him around!
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