Day 4: Pashputinath
Trip Start May 20, 2008
77Trip End Aug 19, 2008
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A old local man who was feeding the monkeys called me over to make chit chat. We chit chatted through a mild language barrier about general icebreaker stuff - he told me about his son who was about to move to Nebraska for some good ole American college education. Not wanting to crush his dreams, I didn't let him in on the little known secret that Nebraska is a middle-of-nowhere shithole... at least from everything I've read about it. Suddenly: "Heee heeeee hooo hooo haw hawww heeeee!" MONKEY FIGHT! A littler one was trying to snatch a bigger one's food given by the old man. Angry monkeys are fraking scary things.
The bus ride back was the same deal, uber-crowding. Having learned from my past stupidity, I didn't take my hand off of the camera. It made hanging on for dear life a bit harder, but all was good. Upon returning to "Pepsi-Cola" (that's the name of our neighborhood, because it's next to a Pepsi factory) I made a brief pit stop at home, played with Sushaan, and disembarked for the VSN office where a "mo-mo" (veggie dumpling) cooking party was to take place. Oh! I had chole samosas for lunch. The 23's are better. Also I'm for surely in store for a diarrhea bout 'cause that place was definitely *not* sanitary.
All the volunteers gathered in the computer room for some pre-mo-mo hangoutness. Two newbies arrived today, both from Paris, and both very cool. Damn near everyone else is from San Diego strangely enough. The mo-mo's were taking longer than expected, so we went en masse to The Hut for some bottles of Everest, the delightfully crisp national beer of Nepal. A medical volunteer named Jesse started blasting 80's classics, and a hysterical conversation about great 80's flicks and actors ensued. Prompting some homesickness, Kris asked if anyone knew what the song from Ghost was. Jesse and I instantly erupted in a tipsy karaoke of the one and only "Unchained Melody." I hallucinated that for a second that he was Jeff.
Mo-Mo party time! It was more of the dinner shindig and less of a party. The organization managers, including Sughanda and my host family, were all present. Sushaan hijacked my camera at numerous points whilst bouncing off the walls, and took some actually pretty good pics. If the Internet wasn't slow as a snail here, I'd upload them all. I left for home with the family, made a brief dal bhat pit stop, and took Sudip (the older brother) to a "late" (9pm) night shindig at the hut with everyone else. There I met a VSN worker named Sujan (not mixing these names up is hard) who told me the tale of how one of the girl volunteers has become his fiancÚ, and they'll soon be moving to a mountain city named Pokhara (next weekend's adventure stop for me) to conduct surveys or something. He too dreams of moving to Nebraska for education. I'm not sure what it is about Nepali college students and Nebraska.
The end of day 4. See(read) you all tomorrow. I misses you! :-(