A sole journey Nepal-7

A sole journey Nepal-7

2002, 10, 13 short martial law

1, Wow (FEWA) Lake soft

(Last night bought two beer back to the hotel and sit on the balcony actually drink yunhuhu.

Lit a candle, flirting and wrote a messy without text. ）

Fee wow Lake towing a long comment, Pokhara town lights a lamp and then a land devoid of it.

The night of the stars more clear and bright.

Is the wilderness wild insects of twittering, bring out the quiet of the night.

I do not know where to the flute up, relaxing and quiet of the Lake and over; like childhood mother brushed my forehead.

Flute, the shorter the dies blowing to endless darkness.

A soft suddenly from my usual silent kernel quietly out of the conflict, change my immediate dull feeling. Like a slightly muted pain, sleep for a long time, but tonight no bank hyun in mild recovery.

Like gentle breeze.

Beer let me change the mood — alcohol, can bubble up from memory and those flowers have left my eternal smile. Remember they are very beautiful, but always silent quiet; as in the past and present stars, in my memory eternity; or between a ray of light shine, let me not forget the taste of autism.

For a long time did not wait for someone else.

It used to be I considered to be impatient, to night luxury like we want to have a very quiet in the morning.

I believe in stories of those who drifted away, they're certainly from my body cut out some things; but those things to me is robbed of no return.

Left in me is some seed, I worry that they will never again to produce a germination of fresh leaves.

Distance bar outgoing Pokhara girl singing.

Melodious voice, who may wish to ask, like light to penetrate my chest, by the way will I faint blue a sink to the end. If I am able to intercept this fragment of song made quilts, tonight will be a brilliant bit of dream.

There is a rush of walkers on the way, they go home.

They have a home, and I still walk around, as if the Red Devils. The night have eyes looked at me?--please let me can feel your presence, let me in hard as iron cold facade, breathing a bland. I don't want to always bring a pair of pig iron look to engrave etch all the way to lead dust.

Think of a sentence, the words zhengjun: smile bright world sadly, even sad but also very bright.

Cannot help but softly hum.

If in this immense open night gave me a feeling of hope, then I stooped over long time passion will eruption of decent like die, forming the landscape ...

I sat in the night, like not wearing clothes ...

The song fades away.

Beer drinking. The candle also reburning a minute.

Yaranshixiao: how have dream? how will young and old school once again between? — I see: the real beauty of quiet, sometimes becomes a mood excavator.

After tonight I will pick up my inherent in the expression, continue their way.

2, THAMEL short martial law

Morning, on their last night's "off track" was not satisfied.

Having breakfast, she picked up in their own notebook wrote eight characters:

Breeze Xu XING, torpid.

Coaches in Pokhara Street chaos go, from the different hotel pick up visitors from different countries.

Non-Ichiro abruptly found early morning snow still gorgeous, jumping out just took a few photos, Golden snow will again seek refuge in the clouds. — It is the same yesterday, and it seems the Pokhara snow this season only willing to show to the early birds.

7: 30 down on time.

Coach than bus much faster, five hours later, we returned to Kathmandu. Non-Ichiro still stay POTALA GUEST HOUSE – luggage also exist there.

A short break, I decided for the third time went into du bus Plaza, take a look at what I have already turned to n times of old buildings, can no longer find point new shooting angle.

Out of the hotel is found on several streets THAMEL atmosphere right: police 20 m a, just a few of the main tourist street; quail, with sirens of military vehicles was end with Lance's soldiers.

Almost all people of Nepal have stood on the threshold of the small shops intransigence, all taxi, Tan cloth (motorised tricycle), Derrick summer (people round) are not allowed to go into the streets.

The THAMEL these streets all became foreigners ' world — only the tourists can move around freely.

POTALA GUEST HOUSE's Gate also station full of people, a non-Ichiro said three times "EXCUSE ME" to separate people, out of the hotel.

It seems to martial law THAMEL.

(Now I didn't know the Internet, I play in Pokhara, Nepal two days in Kathmandu, the capital of the explosion took place. — Estimates of anti-Government armed. But the martial law period did not last long. ）

The street atmosphere, although a bit tight, but tourists are still all to play all of the usual everywhere rampant.

Non-Ichiro, too: according to original plans to walk from the square du bus.

3, full of chicken

The Sun has not yet become very warm, Sun is in the outskirts of Kathmandu mountain shelter down into the "sunset".

Non-Ichiro du bus Plaza is very limited to fill a few films, then climb the Palace Tower sit down and looking around.

Interesting, du bus Plaza south corner open today into markets.

Let the person very puzzling is that almost all the vendors were selling chicken: cage is chicken, Nepal hands hold the other end of the rope to tie up a chicken, a number of Nepal's Askin for regeneration or chicken .../p>

A large open area bustling, everyone here seems just to do one thing: selling chickens or to buy chicken.

Remember that in the wood, Charles-Hotel of Tibetan attendants had ever said to me: Nepal's new year coming.

I guess the chicken is probably an essential "Nepal's new"?

Du-square into a chicken's world: chicken here into howling, chicken here anywhere toilet, chicken here to turning out a feather ... ...

The winged statue sculpture is one of Nepal's Totem? him as old as overlooking the focus skin underneath the "chicken market", still too powerful.

This is a bad square, Kathmandu and Nepal are the most important one of the built heritage, today still has not been designated as domestic it into a "point".

Nepal people can freely inside the shuttle, not only can you walk into any one of the temple to pray, worship; can also be running hot-dog stands, selling here.

God single and chicken city, tourists and residents, praying pray and bargaining here can be deeply shallow to break-in.

Perhaps this is one of the Buddhist teaching aims: the Buddha not to indulge in superior, not only is the highest in the Temple of the looks of incense 歆 to enjoy human beings of worship, receive; he can be wide and looked at him and adored by people were here to secular life, to live and work here.

The Buddha's people are blessed and so are not to be disrespectful to the Buddha.

Because regardless of whether the chicken sold out, they have to go through the most important Buddhist statues when short worship, by the way from Buddha hands out of the Bowl dish little red color, in his forehead point on a grain tika.

Tika, Nepal who believe that God dwelt there.

Non-Ichiro 2002, 10, 13 to Kathmandu