Temples & Stupas
Trip Start Sep 13, 2009
31Trip End Oct 14, 2009
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Right. Brekky, then a walk and maybe I'll sit on the steps of a temple in the Square to watch the world go by. Slept well - the mattress is thin but not sponge; much more dense. No sore hips. Woke up this morning to bells ringing in the hindu temples, people singing, the smell of onions frying....
Noon. Have returned from my meanderings - I did indeed sit on the steps and watch the square wake up. A family visiting from India asked me if I would pose with their baby girl Viksham, about 18 months old. She had massive kohl-rimmed eyes with very long lashes and a candy pink fairy dress on, and had no problem at all holding my hand. After a bit more of a wander I went to let family and friends know we are ok - just as well because Shell had heard of the landslides in the Pokhara region from the late rains and was concerned when we were not at our designated hotel and she hadn't heard from us
6.30pm and Dipak has just dropped us home after an afternoon of stupas and temples. First was Swayambhunath stupa, or the monkey temple, with its 270% view over Kathmandu.
Then my favourite, the Boudhanath Stupa - it's the centre of a mandala when viewed from above. I find it so beautiful, so peaceful, even amongst the bustle.At the monkey temple we saw etchers working with stone, chiselling intricate designs. At Boudha we went upstairs to one of the Thanka Schools and watched the students working on various stages of HH The Dalai Lama's mandala. We got an explanation of how the cotton is prepared for painting, too.
After Boudha we went to Pashupatinath temple grounds, the oldest Hindu temple in Nepal, built around 400 AD or before. Non-Hindu's are not allowed in the temple so it has a wall around it; you walk across the bridge over the river and up the hill to get a good view. The wall makes it even more mysterious and enticing
Brenden has bolted to use the internet while his buddies are still awake. We've asked Dipak to come and pick us up on Sunday to go to Baktapur.
Vive le revolution! Dunno why I wrote that. I thought it, so I wrote it.
The hacking sound before spitting
Trekking poles clacking
"Hello, madam - come in to look?"