Bardia Kingfisher Resort
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- Continental Breakfast
- High-speed internet in room
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Free parking
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... local children walking with their parents, catching a quick glance at the strange white guy and nervously saying 'hello', asking my name and where I am from (in that precise order every time), then seeming stunned and unable to speak when I respond in Nepali; the sometimes visible, massive snow-capped mountains in the distance; the smell of cookies being baked in the local cookie factory; women carrying bales of grass on their head, with a bale to body ratio that ...
... slopes are terraced and rice is farmed by the locals, we saw their homes all along the way. Large trees cover the upper parts of the mountain and even higher still, the vegetation starts to die down. We missioned for about 3 hours stopping to hydrate on route, and then hit the lunch spot. A beautiful little spot on top of a "hill" :). Lunch was scrambled egg and Nepalese bread (deep fried sweet dough naan), and a massive bottle of water. The descent after lunch kicked in after around ...
... absentia. I continued my walk home, passing a number of schools along the way. The sound of laughter and shouting emanating from classrooms packed to overflowing. Teachers of little qualification often lecture on subjects of which they have no experience or knowledge. The instead rely on the wisdom of locally produced textbooks containing frequent factual, spelling and grammatical errors. To compound the matter, with so much influence of foreign investment and ...
... fog, but it wasn't fog at all. We were in fact walking above, below and amongst the clouds every day, all day. All day long I would carefully place my footing, noticing that my outside foot was but a few inches from the edge of what I was later told was 100s of metres of sheer cliff face. One trip or stumble and I would not only fall, but would be swallowed by clouds and disappear immediately. Departing Tadapani early on our fourth day, we headed out into another morning ...
... bridges, and literally hiked through clouds. At the top we had a view of the surrounding glaciers. The small villages scattered throughout the mountains were picturesque. They had horses and donkeys and goats and yaks and cows that roamed freely, yet "belonged" to the villages. The yak milk produced amazing cheese, which I bought as a souvenir, and delicious yogurt which tasted way better than any yogurt in America. For breakfast most days I had ...