BHARATPUR, CHITWAN
We arrived in the third largest city in Nepal where we would stay for the following two weeks catching up with family and friends. James has kept in close contact with the family he was billeted with back in 2006. The boys have now grown into men with wives and children of their own.
FAMILY
The 'then and now' pic |
Utsab and James, so happy to be catching up |
Umanga joins the fun |
The wives - Rashmi & Sush Mita |
Clare and baby Shanvi |
Grandparents Uma and Mahendra with grandson Sholen (ft the hoodie Aunty Clare knitted him) |
Typical family home |
We took a trip out to the village where James lived with the family and taught at the school.
The school is no longer in operation |
The family home, back in the day |
FRIENDS
James taught the children of this family at the school |
Two of the boys James taught, Ravi and Aditi, with father and grandfather |
Ravi's patrents |
YBT, one of the other teachers and owner of the school |
NEW FRIENDS
We were the only white, western tourists we saw the whole time we were here. This is not a tourist area of Nepal so that is not unusual. Whenever we were out and about we were required to engage with people constantly who wanted to practice their english on us, or just wanted to say a hi. One of these people was a tuktuk driver who took us on a journey one day. It seemed every day we stepped out after that he would spot us and come rushing over to shake James's hand and say us a hi. It was pretty cute.
Another day we were eating an ice cream on the street and two little girls came over the speak english with us. We talked for a while and then said a cheery goodbye. A few days later we were walking our usual route to the family house and the same two girls came rushing down the road calling out to us. They invited us back to their home to meet their mother. We caught up with them a few more times after this and still facetime them occasionally. Everyone is SO friendly!!!
FESTIVITIES
There are five days of celebration. One of the days in in celebration of brother and sister. Rashmi's brothers came from Kathmandu on their motorbikes to celebrate with her.
Brother and sister Shanvi and Sholen receiving their tika |
Although not strickly part of the ceremony, we were allowed to be tika'd too!
FOOD
Tihar also seems to be a time of never ending production of different types of rotis. Our kitchen did not disappoint.
We had dal bhat (rice, lentils and curry) every day. We sat on the floor and ate with our hands. The older generation and visitors are served first. The young families eat together second. We enjoyed being part of the family banter during these times together.
Momos continued to feather in our lives also.
Fried momos |
Traditional momos with soup |
Gourmet momos! |
Some kind of sour plum which raw is absolutely horrid but Rashmi made a wonderful sweet pickle with them |
We still don't know what these are! |
Monkeying around |
Taking a boat ride to the other side |
Croc alert! We were sad to leave here but it came time to move on. We can't wait for our next visit .... until we meet again xxx |
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