Namaste, from Nepal
It’s 6 degrees now and I’ve never been in a country this cold. To top it off, there’s no heater in this house, so well the only way to keep warm is to be wearing many layers. Even at home.
Water ran out yesterday and it was consumption shedding all the way till we went to bed, so there was pretty much nothing to do at all. Like. AT ALL. Except for maybe connecting with the world I’m familiar with through Google Talk on my Android phone. (My housemate who works for NCell tells me that there’s no 3G coverage here, but I don’t believe. I shall find out today when I visit the telco company to get my SIM card.)
Of course I’m experiencing a major culture shock here. The world here is entirely different from Singapore. For starters, the poor chicken I ate yesterday was probably still clucking away before I ordered it. At the butcher’s a man was glazing a full lamb head. Complete with eyes and teeth and everything.
Everything smells acrid and burnt here. The roads are dusty, very very dusty (probably cos it doesn’t rain in this season) in fact and the travel book’s right. I’d probably expire from the fumes if I ever try cycling to work on the main roads.
I live in an expat’s area (thank goodness) so the supermarket nearby sells lots of familiar products like Woh Hup oyster sauce (I was surprised!), Tiger brand soy sauce, Whisper (if I may add), Cutie toilet paper (more paper, less air!), Premier serviettes, Milo from Malaysia, and we bought also pasta and pasta sauce.
OH! And I must mention. My flight here. It was the most comfortable ever. We flew on a small A320, but there were only 27 passengers in the Economy Class! No wonder Silkair didn’t charge me extra for grossly overloading my luggages (57kg, If I’m not wrong!). I could stretch my legs sideways and have 2 blankets and pillows.
But the turbulence. It was horrible. At some point in time the plane keeps shaking and shaking. And every time I decide to visit the toilet, the plane flies into a turbulence and well, let’s just say that it spoils the mood for everything.
Because there was no parking space at the Tribhuvan International Airport, our plane circled Nepal for 40 minutes. And this was the breath taking view.
See the 800s in the background. If you spot a small white spec in the middle of the photo, it is actually another commercial flight waiting for landing too.
