The long road 48 Bhaktapur of Momo restaurant

Travel to ticket confirmations, see could not help but make a cold heart.

The original is a little slip of paper, printed with the flight number, date, time, name and other information, look at this picture I can make out of paper, the only remaining hope also turned to disappointment, really do not believe that with this note, to prove that I could fly away from India, to convince the visa officer to my visa. No matter, take note to luck and rushed out!

Such as visa for two days, just in time to visit the Kathmandu Valley and the famous ancient city of Bhaktapur (Bhaktapur).

Went to the Local Bus Park, see the conductor asked which bus goes to Bhaktapur, weird, why can't understand it. I hastily pulled out map and give them a look before they finally realized that their reading is "Boca tapul" (the accent on the "card"), so I do not understand, but I always feel that the pronunciation is not much difference!

Asked a few people, through several row car came to a minibus in front, this is going to Bhaktapur by Local Bus.

Get on the train, the car was empty, and did not sit a few individuals. Just think about whether you want to wait before departure, full of cars has been started. Ticket 15Rs per person. A station stop in the past, people get off the bus, but not too crowded, basically everyone. An hour later arrived in Bhaktapur scenic spot at the box office in the East, the East Gate, with the conductor Passport instructions tomorrow also lived here, is valid for 4-day ticket, 50Rs/person. In Bhaktapur, Chinese enjoy preferential treatment, as long as they pay, while other countries 50Rs foreigners have to pay 750Rs, pick up a cheap, huh, huh!

The way towards Bhaktapur landmark building — has five roofs Nyatapola — walked around looking for a house call Guest House Hotel Khwopa, Windows on the street, lined with arts and crafts shops and grocery stores, and quite hilarious.

Go take two steps wove a bend is square. Twilight of the bustling, colorful hawkers on the ground, swing up stalls, selling clothes and hats, selling pottery, selling crafts, fruit, snacks. Nepal and a foreign visitor frequents this, hawking and bargaining Emporium. Climb the steps of Nyatapola high, just in time to see the entire square. It was getting dark down, square, but still one sale runs a scene. Some of the best selling vegetable hawker sitting in the street lamp has no effect in the dark, in a pile of cauliflower tomato intermediate point on the two candles, so some people to choose from.

Sit, sit, hungry.

Looked to the square to find his family a little gas foot, unfortunately many restaurants restaurant a guest, but in the ancient city of small alleys indecision to find food. After a small momo (dumpling stuffed shredded sea foods) store, the gate two big saucepan hissing and at the risk of hot air, little shop in doing good business. Is there room, so go in and sat down.

The locals of Momo restaurant can indeed be a purely Momo shop, because it only supply shall not Momo, other.

Being together with is some chicken or vegetables, little buddy sent two spare Momo, one person, one plate had been defined in the front. Original order province, since it had only a Taco-beef. Momo looks not good restaurants and slightly, but you can taste. May be hungry, I enjoyed eating, eating enough and a disc, see what others have to add a half-up, also quite user-friendly. Guests in the door without talking, a butt sit down. And then my boss son appearance of the child from the steamer Lane, Sheng 10 only Momo mounted on plate, quick to pour a spoon sauce, sent to the front of the guests. He finished his guests at the entrance to pay to leave.

Momo shop each table into a tank, a lot of Nepal after eating rice with guest, back up the full neck, mouth filling two estuary, eating, personal leave.

This will not do as the Romans do, or back to the hotel to drink mineral water quench your thirst!

(All the way towards Bhaktapur landmark building — has five roofs Nyatapola — go to)

(Twilight of the bustling)

(Assorted hawkers on the ground, swing up stalls)

(String puppet)

(Bhaktapur night)