Trip Start Feb 21, 2013
181Trip End Jan 02, 2014
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As the day passed on I was now becoming a little twitchy, with boredom slowly starting to creep in. Don't get me wrong, I can do rest but I still need something to stimulate the mind. I decided to walk the streets of Thamel and in all honesty found every street to be the exact same. Although Thamel bustles with life, it's actually in reality a little dull. What has me and other tourists I've met in fits of laughter or at times insanity! Is that each bar or hotel seems to only have one CD and plays the damn thing on repeat 24/7 Never thought I'd say this but Bob Marley is starting to do my head in - sorry Bobby!
Finally met up with Bipin to discuss me going uo in the air for a while. It seems that apart from transport there, it's better I plan the actual paraglide myself. So three days in Pokhora and the average price for 20-30 min I believe is £50. Really like Bipin as he's so nice and welcoming, also with such a calm spirit. The poor guy looked tired, so I didn't want to keep him to long. I'd see him rely week in hope of my credit cards finally bloody arriving.
After a brief stint at shut eye, it was time to get myself some food but I wanted to explore other possible avenues other than my hotel. So I thought I'd hit the streets in hope of some decent Chao. Ended up in a place whose name I can't remember but after the meal I had, it really is true that some things in life are best forgotten. Fillet Migon steak, with mushrooms, french fries and vegetables. In reality what I actually got was an unseasoned steak. Although I'm a fan of al dente, the vegetables were raw! And a piece of bread that had clearly spent just under a week on the back shelf. I've been trying to figure something out in my head about the food I had in India, Sri Lanka and now here! And finally what I've summised about the Asian countries I've been to, is that they're all amazing at their own cuisine but when it comes to others this is where they fall short. Just an observation, not really a complaint.
Tonight I thought I'd finally cave in and try to sample some of the nightlife. I had a few recommendations to go on, although I wasn't expecting much based on what I'd heard. After a period of stepping in and out of venues, I left what was held one of the best till last! A little swing fest allied Tom & Jerry. It was actually a good laugh and I got into quite an interesting conversation with a couple of girls from Denmark. Now when venues shut down in Kathmandu, which is usually around 12pm, is when the city get's really interesting. In an observatory way of course. The heavy disperse of local law enforcement, making sure, everyone moves themselves along to head home and then you have the seedy dodgy Nepalese crew come out! Often attempting to sell you drugs, one even offered women. It's funny as the movie Scarface had a cardinal rule,quoted and practised by most drug dealers world wide. That quote being:
"Never get high on your own supply"
Now Scarface obviously didn't hit Nepal as most of the drug dealers I've come across at night are often off their own faces. It's a wonder they're capable of drumming up any business, seeing as half their merchandise is probably in their own system. Still; they're a jolly bunch and extremely friendly to be fair. Ended up on a veranda with a bunch of Danish younglings, including the two Danish girls, all who seem to have populated most of this region, then feeling heavy eyed, it was back to my hotel.
Kathmandu at night is quite alright, overall.