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Date: 27-10-04
Subject: Nepal and Me.

Namaste,
I sit in a little cafe trying to formulate my
thoughts, writing on paper rather than dealing
with the slow, unpredictable Internet.
Out of the peaceful high mountains, back into the
chaos of the world...Nepali chaos...Different, but the
same. Same, same but different..
As I write beggar children walk up to me gesturing to
their mouths. They will stand for a long time. Must be
the look in my eyes when I Wei, namaste them. At least
i have not gotten my food yet, nothing worse than
eating in front of the hungry.
I have not been around cars or motor vehicles of any
kind for 25 days.
What an adventure. Tim and i trekked the entire
Annapurna circuit, as well as the Annapurna sanctuary.
It was like nothing I have ever done. I am so into
trekking through this beautiful Nepali world. WE
carried far to heavy of backpacks, which strengthened
us and gave us even more respect for the porters who
carried enough roofing metal for a small home, on
their backs.
Not only are these loads huge and awkward, but they
must be carried for days into villages where people
only have their bodies for power. Many of the villages
are made out of rocks, completely, rock roofs and
everything. Not the cheeriest of places but they work,
and defiantly have their own cozy charm.
As a trekker you don't have to worry about much with
guest houses at every stop and a fine offering of Dal
baht(rice, potato curry and lentil soup)which one may
eat their fill of for a fixed price.
However luxurious....we still had to walk our asses
there. We trekked on an average of 5 hours a day, up
and down passes with altitudes as high as
17800ft...Okay, only one pass that high..but it was
high...and snowing! Going up I was the queen of
altitude. I passed every Germans, french, porters. I
don't know..It was like I was born for that shit.
Coming down was a different story, because of all the
snow it was slick and endless, we could not see the
bottom. Tim was acting funny cause of the altitude and
my knee was killing me. I felt humbled by the
challenge, like the great Himalayas were breaking me
down, honored to feel their power.
(I know Andrew, you did it in flip flops.)
We saw avalanches, magnificent waterfalls, glaciers,
and a number of completely different temperate zones,
ranging from tropical to the Tibetan plateau. We hit
wind, rain, dust, sun, snow....and culture. Religion,
language and tradition changed on a daily basis.
One of the most amazing things I have ever done and
I have never lost so much weight so fast. Seriously,
the best diet plan ever. Sometimes I have to just
stare in the mirror cause I don't remember ever being
so in shape.
Basically I am hopelessly addicted to this new way of
life. We are in Pokara for a few days then of the
Everest base camp. This hike should be even more of a
physical challenge and it will be primarily Sherpa
villages. The Moist...oh ya, the moist. They are
really not as bad as you worriers may be thinking.
They are around and they are fighting their own war
against the government. Many of the people don't agree
exactly with the moist, nor do they appreciate the
repressive government. Change is necessary, as usual
it is how it is being done that sucks.
We pay the moist when necessary. Give them our
"donation,"they give us a receipt, and we head on our
way, happy little Canadians that we are.
I love and think about you all.
You have know idea how many little rocks are set out
in different areas across Nepal. All with your health
and happiness in mind.
love from here to there
Namaste, yuvia

 

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