January Continues More Ramblings
January 1. 2000:
For New Year's I trekked with Than, Chester, Tanya,
our friend Meg to Meg's village on the outskirts
The five of us and our new Newar
managed to make it to midnight on a diet
of daal bhaat, duck, and lots and
lots of firmented
rice called chang
Rosi on the roof
Rosi's mother shows me how to make daal bhaat
The duck gets ready to lose its feathers after just losing its head.
Me and Ma the last night of 1999.
Rosi wakes us up the morning after.
January 4, 2000:
It looks weird to read doesn't it, 2000? When I pulled out
my journal the afternoon of the 1st, I open up my book and scrawled
Jan 1, 19... I left it there and wrote in a small 2000 in parenthesis.
It hadn't hit 2000 in Washington state so I justified my mistake
by the small fact that it wasn't 2000 every where just yet. It's
hard to put into words just how incredible New Year's was. I
was out in a tiny village in Nepal with the friendliest people
I could have hoped to have met. The group of us had a transistor
radio along and we were able to tune in periodically and listen
to the BBC report. Happily 2000 came and went all over the world
almost as quietly as it did in Taukhel, Nepal.
Looks like the troops are heading towards India tomorrow evening.
I've heard nothing but horror stories about the bus ride to Lumbini,
Nepal and onto Varanasi, India but that's all part of the fun.