Bumpy Nepal

At this point, I sat in the living room sofa, leaning on Nepal's handmade cushion, drink a decent sweet of Nepal Darjeeling black tea, in Nepal in the little heart gently across, is hard, is tired, or excitement, mystery ...

Lift the pen, record the inner feelings, memories of the permanent collection.

Thursday 2 October

Åœ — äº¬æ — ¶é — ' 1: 30 p.m., we took the Royal Nepal Airlines flight will take off RA412.

For Nepal really can be described in one sentence: to say I love you not easy. The Spring Festival, the coup d ' état as Nepal country cannot take place; labour day, because of SARS was canceled trips; this time, originally scheduled for 1 October 14: 55 flight again delays due to mechanical failure, do not know what to say is strewn with, or foot.

After 4 hours of flight, the aircraft was in Nepal over the outside of the corridor from idle to faint clouds, uncontaminated blue sky.

Suddenly in the depths of white, abrupt, poke xuefeng since sunset exposure, with the mysterious light. This should allow numerous mountaineering enthusiast and backpackers dream Himalayan mountain range.

16: 00 local time, the aircraft was landing at Kathmandu airport smoothly, go down the ramp, near the huge snow, so close and intimate contact, exciting and lift the camera a maniac.

Out, and the airport, along the way there are armed police on the passing traffic through inventory, the atmosphere seemed a bit nervous. Car minutes through the crumbling streets and neighbourhoods, to turn into a lane, 5-star hotel RADISON alone stood on the roadway, feel a little strange.

Because the aircraft is delayed for a whole day, after several days of travel may be affected, and let people really depressed.

Friday 3 October

6 o'clock in the morning, in a hurry to eat some breakfast set off, drove to CHITWAN National Park.

Out hotel, under the cover of the night yesterday in the streets and houses the more dirty and messy, is full of dust and discarded rubbish, adults and children are idly looking around. We drive out to the city, go up the winding mountain roads, it won't be long before encountering a large landslide. Since the rainy season each year, Nepal should continue until the end of September, so there was debris on the highway, from time to time from the mountain drops of Boulder retaining holes in the road in the middle of the road, the road to our top five viscera six lung had all the wrong places, tourist guides for us for the lunch box cannot swallow.

After the long 7 hours, finally arrived at CHITWAN National Park's entrance, the staff got off transfer two way entering the Park, Jeep across the Tharu people living area, they live in the Spire of the cottage, General family has found a child.

Approximately 5 minutes before the line came to a big river, the River rose, we must get off for sitting the elephant to the camping ground.

Hear the master's call, will soon be far 6 elephants in the other side, slowly approaching, blue sky and white clouds, raining on large areas of Reed in sunlight glittered like a a moving landscape ...

Stepping on the elephant's tail climb like back, all the way to go to the camping ground, being the Sun we black and hot, but the ears from time to time from the birds and the rustle of leaves, let our experience with the most primitive nature.

Approximately one hour later, we were finally in the evening camp jungle hut, after simple grooming, we once again riding on an elephant, go deeper into the jungle adventure.

In the protection zone to go hunting for nearly one hour later, the elephants gradually their dispersion in the jungle, we seem to have nothing found, in addition to the elephant's own footprints, who'd been branches scratches several places, it's also gradually fading.

As we prepare for the wind, the wizard as if suddenly found what beckoned us to be quiet, and greets the elephant into the jungle, I saw two giants in near grass Flash briefly, Wizard has told us is a white rhino and her son, we quickly ran to go in that direction, but we still slow step, so that they fled had disappeared. But have found that our sentiments was high up, continue to search for in the bushes, soon we saw a black rhino, but it seemed to have heard what the static and dynamic, and quickly disappear in the jungle.

Two discovery let our Wizard also excited, rushing elephants continue to look for.

Heaven pays off, we miraculously third encounter a rhinoceros. In the distance we have less than 10 meters between the two trees, and a white rhino and her son are leisurely looking to see we are not evaded, also a POSE and let us take pictures, ecstatic us on them a shower of chaotic shoot before content to send.

Back to the campsite, the days are all black.

Camp point up the kerosene lamp, everyone around the table AC just harvest: some saw antelope, saw the wild boar, although nothing, but were subject to the fresh air, is nobody empty-handed.

Back to the cabin, the dark washed lying in bed, pillow with 悠悠 insects, away from the city bustle, conked out.

Saturday 4 October

5 in the morning, Dawn Hero, we get up in the jungle for a NATURAL WALKING.

Our 12 people were divided into two groups, each group has a wizard guides, it sure another Wizard.

Stepping on the wet jungle trail, not much for a while we are drowning in a large grass, leaves and softly sparkling dew sparkling, tree birds melodious songs began, the air with tinge sweet taste.

Walking out, suddenly stopped, the Wizard refers to us ground Tiger footprints, said judge according to smell, Tiger for about half an hour ago just after this, it made us scared all blue in the face, the two team-mates quickly want to retreat, but what overcoming fear and curiosity, we move on.

Wizard tells us that under Tiger footprints can predict the size of the Tiger: General Tiger's height (not length) is the it footprint twice the perimeter, so just passing by here should be a young Tiger.

The way we saw a huge nest of termites, saw a black bear to leave droppings, see all traces with nature.

Climb the Tower, hunting through the jungle in the rising sun shines down slowly awake, just like our spiritual in nature gradually release, simple days really happy.

After breakfast, we want to ride an elephant leave CHITWAN National Park, and then do a deep feeling of looking back, the beautiful stay in memory.

Transfer van at the gate of the Park, suddenly realize that also has a cool slide slide things, tried to shake out, actually is a suction full blood of leeches, then found himself in the stomach with a small hole is non-stop bleeding, I all of a sudden the entire head into a blank, follow up reflect is: does leeches drilling my body?! luckily this proved impossible.

Salt simply handling, we went on the road, the wound is left a little Memorial nature.

Four hours later, we finally arrived in beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate and the world-famous boccara.

We stay in the Villa is located in a fish on a small island, and from the island must rely on the boat or ferry boat by hand. The island go in a circle, there was a momentary 落落 's cabin and a wide variety of flowers and plants, the quiet PHEWA Lake reflection of clouds and the small island of reflection, a Lake was exhilarating. Rent a boat down to the Lake, take a look at the day, take a look at the clouds to see Lake, even if the sender for a stay is also a beautiful enjoyment. The boatmen show we see no distant snow peak — tail peak, a sunset is naturally scattered on the mountain. We know why this is the backpackers and mountaineers paradise, because here the snow peak, only mystery not only with a touch of affinity.

Days all dark, noisy streets around the Lake, the great people from all over the world, and so on in the streets, various shops, a close family, local arts and crafts, Tibet jewelry, cashmere shawls, carpets, cheap mountaineering products look confusing to tomorrow one day time today to a carpet of big search, targeting.

Pick a sowing with romantic Jazz restaurant, enjoy a meal and pure but cheap steak, contented, scattered with step back to the Villa.

October 5, Sunday

4 a.m., sleeping in the MORNING wake up CALL ring tone, sleepy to wait for the Himalayan mountains of sunrise.

Dark, high and one foot low foot climb observation points, the wind howling in the morning waiting for Sunrise comes in. 5 point number distant started a little bit of light penetration, and reflected in the layers of clouds. 6 o'clock, a red Sun spray from a mountaintop, suddenly thin and scatter the mist of the mountains, hills and mountains of the Himalayas is spectacular, fishtail peak magic posture so close stands in front, a bit dumbfounded, and saw it yesterday evening was different.

Return to the Villa, we toured the Davis falls and was built in 1958, the Tibetan refugee camp.

Back to Villa, bursts of weariness, is at the door of the hammock on a NAP, and then to cheer up the street "shopping".

After some wits, had a heck of a bargain, carrying large packages having a small package: yak bone inlay silver conch shape decoration, will issue a wonderful sound of brass SINGING BOWL, cashmere shawls of large, hand-embroidered cushions, and sterling silver bracelets, earrings, necklaces ... Ecstatic.

Afternoon guided tour took us to a cave adventure.

Just to hear the cave entrance is giving a underwater acoustic, muddy ground, playing to power into a hole, carefully hold the sides of the bow and forward movement through a narrow channel, the cave there is a larger space, the wizard uses the flashlight shines the top to the cave, we see dragonhead bat stopped at the top, make people feel a cold coming from the back, want to speed up the pace, but found a little leg hair soft, tour guide then tell us this is the famous bat cave. The hole in the road is becoming more and more narrow, black, and must have his body stuck to the side of the cave, fumbled through. Line to the front, suddenly no road, four employees, only to find you must climb a 2 meters high, at a 90 degree angle rock can proceed, despite the great difficulty, but really do not want to stop the way full of bats, can only be returned to the climbing to bite. Thanks to get teammates help, before I even pulled and pushed with pull on the rock face. Just want to breathe a sigh of relief, the presence of mind, feel the cave doesn't seem to export only a faint light shining from the top down on a finalized, the genius with light is the only export, has been completely ignoring what you put on small Pack throw out from the cave, and limbs, body close to the ground hard to climb, the shape slightly larger people, ready to be card is not locked out. And so we mess with drilled hole, is a friend, want to come, it is something of a surprise there is a risk.

Unhappy campers to return to the Villa wash up, or to hire a small boat to watch the sunset on the Lake PHEWA.

Slowly breeze, took out the paper and pen, sitting in the bow, a few days to little feeling down, ear is quiet jiangsheng, the tree is a sleepy OWL, the distance is homing of Egret were dispersed, the sky is still one or two once in a while, and a glider near the reflection in the Lake with snow peak, known as heaven is also really is well deserved.

Monday 6 October

6 o'clock, tidy up and pack up and go on a small island in a circle, to breathe the fresh air, we want to say goodbye and boccara.

On the way back to Kathmandu, we would also like to make a drift, due to illness, then I would sit on the shore, and so they returned to the end.

About about 2 hours, onlySee them soaked ground have shore chattered, also to have fierce shouts reported a targeting.

Enjoy a meal and Nepal flavor after lunch, continue on the road.

Enjoy the charming scenery of terraces, we gradually approaching the Kathmandu Valley. At this time, we encounter a quite spectacular large traffic jams, long convoy number panshan highway winds through inquiries only km know, these days is Nepal's traditional desay section, enter the capital of the vehicle must undergo a rigorous checks to ensure the safety of Kathmandu. In the car etc quite impatient, we have to get off, walk along the highway towards the checkpoints. After discussions with inspectors, Government forces agreed on our Chinese tourists vehicle inspection-free release, when the day is all dark, vehicle through the black edge of the city, slowly into the city centre.

In the RADDISON hotel with dinner, several days of tired finally welled up, back to the room will sleep right after.

Tuesday, 7 October

Today our main courses were organized around the nearby in Kathmandu.

First of all, enjoy the South's largest stupa BOUDHANAN, it has been introduced here to worship with Buddhism Buddhist, Moni of Ladakh go around in a circle, and Tibetan Lama Temple disparities are not large, but the surrounding residential areas and shop of 2000 total overall quite characteristic, a worldly atmosphere makes it real.

Leave the stupa, drove 14 km, we travel to the medieval city of Kathmandu Valley, it is said that Germany were in Bhaktapur capital here launched a development plan: Bhaktapur laying a spacious roads, construction of the drainage system, and fixes many ancient buildings, entire Bhaktapur therefore becomes neat and orderly.

Enter Bhaktapur first impression, this is a tie-up with red brick town (like Chinese northern countryside with the red brick), and slowly set foot on the red brick paved streets, I think maybe you should slowly to experience this place of the old.

Holding presentations brochures slowly, gradually, you can see the old wall, along with the age old, started to ban a refutation, some wall of the lower because the Sun does not shine and start Moss, but this does not cover the ancient city of luxury and prosperity.

Looked almost blend of wood Windows and doors, mostly Peacock pattern, there are very large, framing and roofing, occupy the entire side of the wall, are divided into several different shapes of the little window.

From the street to Windows, there is a dark darkness, sometimes inadvertently and window and stood or sat of human eyes, everyone is a hint of a smile.

From information point of view, the climate is favourable for the Kathmandu Valley, as well as the 3rd century of the irrigation system to bring the farmers here, and is located in the India-Tibet trade channel geographic location also makes the original village into a town.

In the 12th century a.d., the edge of a small Valley Kingdom prepared to start here, to the 15th century was divided into three kingdoms, Bhaktapur has always been a powerful horse capital of the Empire. Affluent Princes put money into the construction of temples and palaces, but also led here on handicrafts industry prosperity. Until today, where the wood carving, weaving and pottery is still an important source of Bhaktapur.

Walking in the street, in a little glare of sunlight shining through the section of the narrow alley, walk into another into magnificent squares and temples, you will not know each lane will take you to there, also will not know every square and each temple will tell you what.

The entire city is like the great a year history book, feel free to turn a page, perhaps a mysterious legend, tile, every wall, every window ... Are like living heritage, in response to tell.

Sitting on the edge of langyan DUBAR square, opposite on the National Arts Museum and old palaces, looked up, the temple roof top uncontaminated blue sky, the Sun was designed, from the front side of the alley to drift to the apparition of Nepal style of music, several art school students up and we have a ride without a ride and words, people with as though a trance.

Too at noon we slowly reached him, seeing a blue-eyed high nose backpackers took a can of Coke from go by, what is past lives or life.

In the afternoon visited a local characteristics of wood after a female monastery, also known as backpackers in base camp in the THAMEL district had a crazy raids, carrying large package packet aggregation airport.

Kathmandu airport security exception strict, big-ticket baggage was out of the box to check from time to time, the customs, male and female passengers will be divided into the sides carefully searched, carry-on luggage of any corner are not forgotten ...

Finally sitting in the waiting Hall of the breath, Nepal, a black-tie, let us say goodbye!