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The Great Hurrah! May 1, 2008

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Fire away Chuck! Veto any photos you feel are unwarranted, and I may add my insights to yours as I feel led and in due time. And until Comrade Chuck gets around to making captions, feel free to make up your own.

CC: I did it. Its an amazingly boring job and I lost heart after the first two captions. I think though, if you read over the captions and gaze at the pictures with emotional music in the background, it will make it almost as good as one of those touching YouTube slide shows.

Since we’re on the subject of Nepal; Lily and Steven - we had the awesomest time ever and thank you so much for all your help in setting us up and putting us up and putting up with us and for just being all-around swell, fun, and delightfully dynamic people. You totally rule!

CC: A poignant and interpretive moment in Nagerkat. The view is obstructed by prayer flags. It’s a Restaurant. I’m about to have the best pot of tea ever created by man. Jules is going to have some other unimportant gruel.

Besides the above photo, which I thought captured an interpretive and poignant moment, the rest of these are ordered chronologically.

CC: The Airport in Taipei after we had been rerouted there for the second time. We had flown over Hong Kong twice, decided it was too cloudy and headed back to Taipei for some quality runway sitting. This time we were let out of the plane. You can tell by my expression (which I’m positive is only a mirror of my BFF’s heartfelt expression) that we’re not sure what to make of all this freedom.

CC: Out the window of our very first bus ride, and probably the least exciting one of all. Or the least life threatening. Either way.

CC: Indeed this picture is neither exclusive nor inclusive. (what??) Wasn’t this our very first restaurant experience Jules? I’d like to mention that if you ever visit Nepal, each meal will take about two hours. I suggested to Jules that since it took them so long to get our food to us - we should just give them plenty of warning by ordering dinner when we first got up in the morning. That way, by the time we got there at night, it should be fresh out of the oven.
The long waits were usually worth it though. Traditional Nepali food is the shiznit. Not to mention their tea. Their tea was my forever friend.

CC: First morning in Pokra. We later hired two bicycles for hire. They had baskets. I put my water bottle in my basket.

CC: This is the restaurant where we took a picture of the bicycles. I’m waiting for my yummy tea. It doesn’t really matter what Jules is waiting for. It wasn’t as good as my tea.

CC: We also hired a boat in Pokra. This is a very important picture. Jules had encountered a blood sucking leech that had attached itself as we explored the other side of the lake. Instead of remove it right away - we decided to leave it on to suck out all of her impurities. We had to leave it on a very long, long time.
Instead of dwelling on the evil - we decided to dwell on the good and show you how victorious her other foot was in spite of the rapid loss of blood that her leech foot was encountering (all for the greater good of course) What a victory out of seeming defeat. PTL!

CC: Still on the boat

CC: Our favorite room from our whole trip. Overlooking the lake at Pokra. We stayed in this room for a whole TWO nights. The longest we ever stayed in one place. (Besides the Katmandu home. Thanks guys!) It was basic in amenities, but had a stone wall, two orange walls and light bulbs with decorated rice paper over them. At night, the lake had little fireflies floating over it. With hot water to boot, you really can’t beat that at only 7 dollars a night.

CC: This a picture from our hotel in Sarankot at the top of the Mountain we climbed.

CC: The view from our hotel room. The view is overlooking Pokra where we walked from. You can even see the lake where we rowed our boat.

CC: Sere’s house. Jules met him as she climbed the mountain. He invited us for tea at his mountain-side house. It was a single room with 6 people living inside. We had buffalo milk tea (best tea ever).

CC: The Buffalo that gave us of its tits.

CC: Sere’s family (photo taken by Sere.) The grandma in the middle was the best of the bunch. I took video’s of her with the camera and showed her. She laughed a lot. She has a nose ring that’s bigger than her entire nose. Hippest granny ever.

CC: Up early in Sarankot to watch the “sunrise”. It consisted of a yellowish ball rising on the horizon. My view of this historic event was blocked by the tree next to me. But it doesn’t really matter. I had tea. I’m pretty sure Jules just had Half Baked Dribble.

CC: Climbing back down Sarankot. Most of the way up was stone stairs that the locals made with their own two hands. Going down was alot easier than going up. The day before, it took Jules three hours, and myself two to make it to the top. Going down was a breeze. It would have been much faster if we hadn’t been so diverted by our own foolishness. (Both videos below were taken on the way down.) But it was early morning and we were young and virile.

CC: Yo

CC: Breakfast after walking down the mountain of a thousand steps. We ate at “Green Peace cafe” because we…you know…support green peace in the middle east. Besides the questionable looking squids - it was stellar.

CC: Rafting trip stop over. We rafted here and spent the night here.

CC: You can’t tell by our sun-shiny faces, but we were about to be swept away by a tornado outside our tent. Then our rafting guides cooked us a magnificent dinner and we talked with our three doctor buddies who were chain smokers. Such good samples.

CC: Behind us you can see our rival boat. One of them pulled me into the water when I wasn’t looking. Don’t worry though - I showed them who was master of the oar. Heck yea.

CC: After we rafted, we took a bus the rest of the way to Chitwan. We were stopped by huge crowds of people covered in red, celebrating the Mouists’ win of the elections. This is a bunch of police next to our bus. I’m guessing they were there in case things got out of hand.

CC: Our very first elephant ride. As cool and exotic as that sounds - after two hours of staring at elephant butt (we got the back) and rocking back and forth in a small cage, you don’t feel exotic or cool anymore.

CC: Since we couldn’t take pictures of ourselves on the elephant, we got some of our fellow travelers. That’s pretty much what we looked like anyway. All tourists look the same.



CC: We saw this wild Rhino while sitting on our elephant.

CC: A jeep ride I took without my BFF. These nifty girls were touroids from London. We saw wild bison and swallowed flies.

CC: Our last trip to another city. We went with the illustrious Nepal home this time. They had contacts for free food and lodging. Remember that touching first picture with the prayer flags? This is the front view of that poignant moment.



CC: RETARD!!!

CC: The best time ever. After staying on top of this mountain in Nagarkot, we spent the whole day “meandering” down the mountain with beer in our hands. Best day of my life.

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