Fairmount Hotel Pokhara

Reveil un peu vaseux a cause de connards de vieux francais dans les chambres a cote, qui des 6h30 font du bruit et secroient chez eux a claquer les portes, parler fort et bouger les chaises de la terrasse juste a cote de ma chambre, a cogner aux portes des uns et des autres pour savoir s'ils sont pres. A 7 h ai ouvert la porte et leur ai dit en anglais que certains essayaient de dormir, et ils ont bouge sur le toit je pense. Mais c'est sans compter sur leurs potes qui ...

Hier soir suis alle boire un rhum coke au Busy Bee, puis suis alle mange au Maya Bar, palaak paneer, et oui c'est pas du poulet mais des epinards, avec du jeera rice et un cheese nan, trop bon, avec un mojito.... Puis suis rentre regarder la tele et bouquiner, mais me suis endormi tot.<br>Ce matin reveil a 7h30, j'etais reveille avant. Tonte des cheveux, rasage et douche. Fin pres et pare pour aller faire du rafting dans l'Upper Seti River, classe 3+/4. M'achete un croissant, puis ...

... liquids didn't stay down. At about 10pm, Lindsey came in, tears in her eyes. Looking for some moral support, she explained to Ben Glenn that Ben Kunz was now sick too. "He just kept shivering uncontrollably," she said. "I was in the other bathroom when I heard him puke his guts out. How are we going to ...

... but it appeared to be a busy day and most of the beds were taken but luckily we found one in a small tea house, the only down side our room was next to 3 noisy Koreans!<br><br>Day 8<br><br>7th November 2009<br><br>Bamboo (2130m) to Chromrong (2170) &#8211; a promise of a rest day!<br><br>The bedroom was separated by 5mm plywood with 3 noisy Koreans playing cards one side and two of the six English gentleman on a 'lads&#8217; holiday on the other side discussing their long ...

... found one open then pushed me in...I wasn't feeling very good the next day.<br><br>Mike's Entry. <br><br>Mo said it all pretty well and the pictures let's you know how much fun we really had. The rafting on the Kali Gandaki river with the Paddle Nepal company was great value for the money. I recommend it to any of you adventurer types.We lucky enough to paddle with some really great people. Made some lasting friendships.

... via Throng La pass 5416m<br>Left for the pass at 5am, we were one of the last to leave but it was still dark and freezing cold. The head torches went on as we started to climb up to hight camp. The stars were so bright and the views of the mountains were amazing in the moonlight. Chris was really struggling at this point and we were already getting left behind with people overtaking us! Was so difficult to breathe we were stopping all the time ...

... attribute of any meal, as the food is getting more expensive with higher altitudes. Fair enough, there are no roads on substantial part of the circuit, so everything has to be carried up by porters and mules. In Tal we passed kani (covered archway) with metal drums containing mani prayers. A rain was our companion most of the second half of the day. We parked in Dharapani (1,860m). After obligatory dal bhat we all dropped dead. Another 8 hour trekking day over.

... my pack for me. I was quite pleased that we made it down in about two hours. It was then a simple matter to flag down a passing bus and off I went back to Pokhara. The journey was fun as the road is pretty awful in places. You get some idea of the powerful force of nature when you see how the road has been washed away by landslides. <br><br>The funniest part was when we came upon a huge muddy puddle stretching across the whole road and a small car stuck ...

... We stopped for 20 minutes in Gorak Shep and could feel today was not going to be a good day for me. We then had lunch in Lobuche and I took a nap that helped a little. But something was wrong with me (I was probably paying the price of my short night). Each step was getting more and more painful. Pemba carried my backpack and even without it I was still on the verge of falling of exhaustion. I asked Deana if it would be OK for Pemba and I to go ahead. I just ...

... swept away by a torrent and there was no possibility of continuing north along this route. The driver considered this for a while before setting out on an 'alternative route' that he said he knew.<br><br>This alternative route took us right into the heart of the Indian countryside. We travelled on what seemed to be a raised dyke constructed in some places from piles of fresh-looking boulders. Villages of thatched huts with roaming water buffalo passed by and old men and women looked ...