Day 52: Kathmandu
Trip Start
Sep 21, 2006
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Trip End
Jun 01, 2007
Last full day in Nepal. I take a walk around the busy markets surrounding Durbar Square. People haggle over prices for saris, jewellery and cuts of meat, chat on their mobiles and dodge the arrogant motorcyclists who claim the shared paths. There is a large offering of a food pyramid topped with a fish outside one temple. It's sunny, and though days of the week seem irrelevant on such a long trip, tourists betray a weekend languor, lounging in the coffee bars, reading Sunday newspapers.
I reconfirm my flight ("Royal Nepal Airlines, always late... they only have two planes!") and sell my Nepal guidebook.
You can buy embroidered T-shirts here with the message, "No school pen, no one rupee, no bon-bon, no hashish, no rickshaw, no problem". To list I would now add, no tiger balm, no 'om mani padme hum', no motorbike bullies, no spitting, no nocturnal dog barking, no cockerels in the city, no whining violins, no milk for baby. I know Delhi's Paharganj and Bangkok's Banglamphu present equal irritations, but devoid of the Himalaya, I'm really ready to leave Kathmandu now. What a contrast to my first days back here!
I reconfirm my flight ("Royal Nepal Airlines, always late... they only have two planes!") and sell my Nepal guidebook.
You can buy embroidered T-shirts here with the message, "No school pen, no one rupee, no bon-bon, no hashish, no rickshaw, no problem". To list I would now add, no tiger balm, no 'om mani padme hum', no motorbike bullies, no spitting, no nocturnal dog barking, no cockerels in the city, no whining violins, no milk for baby. I know Delhi's Paharganj and Bangkok's Banglamphu present equal irritations, but devoid of the Himalaya, I'm really ready to leave Kathmandu now. What a contrast to my first days back here!

