tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69751737178456182572024-03-13T01:21:19.065+00:00Yeti AdventuresI have decided to go and live in Kathmandu, for how long I don't yet know, three months minimum, but possibly more. Updates will be here and please subscribe below if you want to be kept up to speed.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-84298495558224702992010-07-14T20:10:00.003+01:002010-07-14T20:46:41.527+01:00The Last WordAlright, so I've been back for a week and wanted to write a final post now that I've had a bit of time to think about the last three months.<br /><br />So I landed on Tuesday evening after a pretty mediocre flight and spent time with my family over the next few days. On Thursday morning I had one of those moments which really made me sit up and think about stuff, not quite as extreme as my <a href="http://yetiadventures.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-make-cause-worthy.html">one in Pokhara</a>, but powerful all the same.<br /><br />I was in a cab crossing Waterloo Bridge, wearing a suit on my way to the Strand for a very fancy breakfast followed by a day of good old-fashioned indulgence. I glanced one way and then the other, taking in sights like St Pauls, the Gherkin and Canary Wharf, to name a few, and it hit me quite how far away from Kathmandu I was. The road was smooth and nobody once walked in front of the car. I did not hear a single horn being blasted, for a reason legitimate or totally random. I was enjoying the "fresh" London air. I really felt in a totally different world; and that's because I am.<br /><br />There was a similar moment yesterday when Phil, who I am currently living with, had a total meltdown over some work related issue that in the grand scheme of things really wasn't that big a deal, he'd just wasted two hours. Annoying, yes. Worthy of a hissy fit? Probably not. I thought about the boys and their general attitude to the hardships they face, and they rarely complained or sulked, admittedly they didn't always do a lot about it, but struggling is all they know so instead of bitching about the crap stuff, they simply delight in the good and the simple things. It's a pretty good outlook if you ask me, and one I'm going to try and adopt more.<br /><br />Most people have asked if I enjoyed my time out there, to which the answer is definitely. It was pretty taxing at times, but I wouldn't swap it for anything. It was one hell of an experience, and while not all of those experiences were great, they were always revealing and I think I took something positive out of everything that happened, at least I hope I did! I also met some super cool people, both from Nepal and the UK, and that is enough to make any trip worthwhile in my book. I did not achieve everything I wanted, but the Peace Nepal Treks website is finally live and can be seen by <a href="http://peacenepaltreks.com/">clicking here</a>, while I've set up a You Tube page for them with a small selection of videos, which can be seen by <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PeaceNepalTreks1">clicking here</a>.<br /><br />The next question I get asked is would I go back? The best answer I can give is that had the right job come up I would have stayed for sure. So one way to look at that is should the right job come my way in the future I would certainly consider going back and having another crack at it. That said, I think it's more likely that my future visits will be to see friends and trek.<br /><br />As for the obvious 'what's next' question; well I have no idea. I want a job I'm passionate about, that will be a bit of a challenge and get me excited to be working again. No disrespect to those still at Flight Centre, but I think I'm unlikely to find that there. I've had a few offers already from people at the old place, it's great to be wanted and I suppose it's probably likely I'll end up doing a bit of temping work if the search for a great job turns out to be prolonged, but that's just the way it goes.<br /><br />I intend to stay in London for the time being, but should the right job present itself I'll go wherever it is. I've an interview lined up for August for a position that looks quite cool - on the job description it said I was required to smile every day and administer high-fives on a regular basis (seriously). Think I'll send them the video of me <a href="http://yetiadventures.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-buddha.html">teaching little Ayush how to high-five</a>!<br /><br />So that's it, The Yeti Adventure has drawn to a close. I'm toying with the idea of setting up another blog that could be about anything. Should anyone think that's a good idea then let me know - I've even set up a poll to make it easy for you!<br /><br />Thanks for reading and the to those who have taken time to comment (not enough of you frankly!), and to those I've not yet seen since being back I am sure it won't be too long.<br /><br />All the fuzzy beast,<br /><br />Cuzzer.<br /><br />ps - I uploaded a load of pictures onto Facebook earlier so check them out if you wish.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-92229096177944002062010-07-05T13:40:00.005+01:002010-07-05T14:09:02.616+01:00End of the Road<div style="text-align: left;">Well, time's up. Three months has, as expected, gone very quickly and tomorrow I'll board the plane home. Not really sure how I feel about that; pleased obviously to be catching up with friends and family again, but sad to be leaving the guys here who have been such a bunch of heroes. It is also strange to be coming back to the UK without a ticket out again already booked, I realised today that hasn't happened since some time in 2007!</div><br />I'll do a final post on my feelings about my time here when I'm back home, for now I guess I should update you on my final few days here.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySErUVwNu1O07CnU3GIf4uClN8-P80HLTTt96VQOGi9gn2GUsrg11cxH3WAKlMMLggxOilc7bkJbOV6REgGwiFNa5WMjxffEv8W_GjECokVsUl964zKkKPDhNaowLInFp6ymVcvf3UOL_/s400/Sarangkot+(15).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490405978470159666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span>Pokhara was hot as hell and particularly cloudy, honest to God I was afraid to go outside from about 7:30am for the next 12 hours so severe was it. I did of course, and got sunburnt repeatedly as well as running through a lot of t-shirts. I went up to a place called Sarangkot for a night which despite the clouds was very much worthwhile. This is one of the places that offers cracking views of the mountains, especially at sunrise and sunset, and thankfully I did catch a glimpse just as I was walking out the following morning at about 10:30, which made my early start of 5am seem really rather unnecessary.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5UOFbzptJJt38Z0d6uHpWgzGRCpaFoIMiQvIAuIXFUi8Q9UF0yxJcZpWYixJ7I9Vjy24WxpSkfrkTmwyY2_edZ6AEn09Qk-cBEPMmfuJ6HRpbI8epE3_OmpAM_LI9h7wMjFq8RTZ5OLy/s400/Sarangkot+(24).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490405962494524402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div>The bus journey home was going along rather smoothly until a particularly unwise overtaking move led to a truck hitting us. Thankfully it was nothing more than a glancing blow and as we skidded off to the side of the road in the pouring rain I was thankful that I had moved seats about ten minutes earlier as the impact was exactly where I had been sat. We were travelling pretty slowly and the damage was minimal and nobody was hurt but I think I've had enough of Nepali bus journeys and the heart palpitations they generally cause, I'll take a plane next time!<br /><br />Last night Dan and I went out on the smash in Tom & Jerrys before the traditional rickshaw race through town and stealing of hats from official looking people. Kathmandu is pretty empty right now though, so it really did feel like we were the only people around.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrOnj1jopnpY1xLSn7DcTrG_6YjtANA10QybhTHFc2O7LpCSLwO5JHCIBjX0jcIhu0SkAHlmDPDjAykAIGUNgllMGgWmLPPWbGw4-0JyyWgu0-g5lTnRt2cQNoHjVwdVlPnBRYW3A8T7A/s400/Final+Days+028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490405983687242130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span>Tonight is a quiet affair, I had lunch with Aamir earlier and he once again tried to persuade me to come back in the future - we shall see about that! I've got to head home shortly and do one of my least favourite things in the world - pack. I hate packing, I really do. I also have a considerable amount of crap, so think Nir will be benefitting from a few donations.<br /><br />Anyway, it'll be a busy few days with the family when I get back but I'll be going to Glen and Chloes engagement drinks on Saturday at the Avalon in Balham should anyone be around. Look forward to catching up with you all before too long.<br /><br />Cheers.<br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div></div></div>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-20491426013407357942010-07-01T16:51:00.002+01:002010-07-01T17:00:45.008+01:00What make a cause "worthy"?<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CCurry%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CCurry%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"><link rel="colorSchemeMapping" 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<p class="MsoNormal">Some people may find what I am about to write a little controversial, and if it offends then I apologise, that is not the intention. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Since I began writing this blog it has basically been a tale of what I’ve been doing and how I felt about doing it, which unless you know me is probably about as interesting as watching paint dry. Since I claim to be a “writer” it is surely about time I wrote something worth reading. So here it is, I think. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Charity is a tricky and dangerous subject that can stir up all kinds of emotions. This was something I learned a couple of years ago on a random afternoon at work. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">My company at the time, Flight Centre, has supported a specific charity every year and for the first time had decided to put it to the masses what charity they supported the following year, giving a short-list of six. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The previous charity was Cancer Research and this was again on the list. Now, I have to firstly state that I am incredibly lucky in that I have not lost a close friend or relative to one of the major causes like Cancer or Leukaemia that often dominate these kind of things. As a result, I kept my council in the vote.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly a discussion erupted; some chap said that he felt Cancer Research received a ton of money each year from all over the world and that it would be more worthwhile for Flight Centre to support a smaller charity where the money would make a real difference. The charity in question was <a href="http://www.smiletrain.org/site/PageServer">the Smile Train</a>, where £85 can fix a child’s face thus making a serious, tangible difference. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Clearly this was an emotive issue and the debate took off giving all kinds of arguments, but in truth I had to agree with the fella. Cancer Research gets a lot of money from all over, and always will. Flight Centre raises a (shamefully) small amount of money each year for charity; should that not go somewhere it could really make a physical difference?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Of course there is no right answer to this, and being over here - quite how apparent that situation is has really hit home. Everywhere I turn there is a good cause. <a href="http://www.noh.org.np/">The hospital I visited on Monday</a> for example. They raise a lot of money already so should I, as one man, decide to support a Nepali hospital, would my money not be better spent going somewhere that doesn't already receive a load of funds from overseas? </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Maybe, but then there is the age-old problem in third-world countries of: is the money actually going where it should, or vanishing into someone’s pocket? Who knows? Frankly, this country, as are hundreds of others around the globe, is full of good causes, so how can you justify what is worth your support, or to use the words so often heard; is a “Good Cause?” I hate that term; it suggests that other causes are not good. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">As I said, I am lucky as I have never had need to support a specific cause through personal experience, at least I was until now. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Since I’ve been in Nepal whenever I had had to eat out alone I have picked the cheapest, most basic place I could find and generally ordered the cheapest thing on the menu, such is the life of the budget traveller. Those that know me will appreciate that I am a man who enjoys the odd expensive restaurant fit with a massive steak and fine glass of wine polished off with a good Cuban Cigar and Irish Coffee. Tonight I was in one of those moods and decided to head to <a href="http://www.fishtail-lodge.com/">one of Pokhara’s most fancy hotels</a> and order myself dinner and drinks (for what it’s worth, it really isn’t that fancy). As I sat there enjoying the view and contemplating how hard things are going to be when I get home, my phone beeped. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was enjoying curry and beer that was twice the price yet exactly the same as what I had eaten the previous evening and it was Nir asking how I was and saying he hoped all was OK. I replied saying that Pokhara was hot and cloudy and then asked how the family was. This was his reply:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“<i style="">Here also same weather. No rain village since long time. I am so sad and depressed. All maize dead. Very difficult this year. I don’t know. How can survive life. I am quite surprised today. Too much bad news man. Take care and have a nice time.”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">How does reading that make you feel? I know how I felt. I wanted to puke. In fact, just typing it makes me want to puke again. This bloke has put me up in his house, and fed me, for three months never once asking for anything in return and even getting upset when I gave him money, yet his family in his village cannot afford to eat. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Nir is perhaps the most honest and hard working bloke I know. A few years back he had helped <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aISvvUO7Bg">build a new school</a> and medical centre in his village and since then he basically holds the weight of an entire community on his shoulders, which is why this latest situation has hit him so hard. He is 32. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Now, Nir himself makes enough money from his trekking business to survive in <i style="">relative</i> comfort, but what about all the family members who all look to him for support? He is not on the breadline and his village has running water, therefore they do not stand out as people in desperate need of government or charitable help. The school he built was done without any aid from within Nepal, but rather a charitable organisation from Holland that just thought it was a worthy cause. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">How do you choose what a good cause is? In the last couple of weeks I’ve had friends cycle from London to Brighton all manner of causes I don’t remember and another mate who is about to <a href="http://mongolrally10.theadventurists.com/index.php?mode=teamwebsites&name=the-gobi-gadabouts">drive to Mongolia</a> to raise money for a charity over there. Sure, they are almost certainly worthy causes, but unless you have a personal affiliation with them why would you donate your hard earned? </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Frankly, I don’t know why I’ve written this, or what I hope to achieve by it – since it will unquestionably achieve nothing – but this is the dilemma with which I am currently faced. I am unemployed and have no immediate prospects of a job that will enable me to actually change the lives of the people that I have come to regard as both friends and a “worthy cause” (how awfully patronising does that sound?). I do however feel it is my duty to do something, anything. Perhaps some of you reading this will feel the same, or even <span style="font-weight: bold;">go looking</span> for a cause that is special to you. For now I have found mine; I am grateful it didn’t take someone dying for me to work it out.</p> Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-12523447711578383412010-06-30T06:00:00.004+01:002010-06-30T06:57:57.890+01:00Keeping BusyIt's been a funny old week, and I mean funny strange rather than funny ha-ha. Of course, I don't really like football so have paid little attention to this rather pointless tournament going on in South Africa at the moment and should anyone wish to discuss it I suggest you choose someone else.<br /><br />So, other than wasting 90-minute chunks of my life I have been rather busy surprisingly. I finished up the last of my freelance work on the Great Himalayan Trail and with Zen Travels, well almost, and have managed to fit in another Hash as well as visit a hospital and attend a very random Rotary Club annual evening.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Ca7RUVnDilwmMiQAg5DLvwsxLpHG4woT4WPAoCekD9DMxlY1OG5fYKXnfT6jfqHHPhP0ysDrYtiG7eJRoWBkfJCa_KHBxkG8rBCS7b5lJg9yZ4qtkW_BGO3h9W7OsV2aS9linPoxHeOB/s1600/Hash+%232+and+others+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Ca7RUVnDilwmMiQAg5DLvwsxLpHG4woT4WPAoCekD9DMxlY1OG5fYKXnfT6jfqHHPhP0ysDrYtiG7eJRoWBkfJCa_KHBxkG8rBCS7b5lJg9yZ4qtkW_BGO3h9W7OsV2aS9linPoxHeOB/s320/Hash+%232+and+others+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488438891851013490" border="0" /></a>On Saturday morning I met up with my friend Mudita who came to the UK on an exchange a year ago and had stayed with my folks, coincidentally at exactly the same time that I was up on Everest for the cricket. She showed me around Patan and I finally got to see Durbar Square down there, so I felt like I had done something vaguely touristy for the first time in about two months, which was good. By 10am it was already sodding hot and I was beginning to develop a fear that hashing in the afternoon might be the death of me.<br /><br />The Hash was the last time I would see most of the expats I've become friends with over here for a considerable time so there was something a bit strange about that. Still, as I've said many times, they're a good bunch and I am sure will pop up from time to time in the future.<br /><br />The Hash itself was so hot it was absurd and despite having suncreamed up for only the second time since getting here I managed to get significantly burnt and my face has proved something of a shining beacon for the last few days...until all the skin fell off yesterday which was awesome. Once again I took some punishment after the event for having my hand in my pocket and then rather stupidly volunteered to do the write up, which cost me another mug of beer. Still, at least I kept it down which was more than could be said of one poor fellow. That said, I think he was Australian so he wasn't getting much sympathy from me.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2paRQ_WMKWq2PrZzelcZLFeFC9yzenxXRuCadAvWV2fRL_sfoRkycy6nHnBvDLSBqKRLXz2u8b-ItM14RcOBotrw1CVUFxTqLvlGXSl4iYBGIko8RxClkB-BBGaLVzFOwRNdS3-z2R8W/s1600/Hash+%232+and+others+043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2paRQ_WMKWq2PrZzelcZLFeFC9yzenxXRuCadAvWV2fRL_sfoRkycy6nHnBvDLSBqKRLXz2u8b-ItM14RcOBotrw1CVUFxTqLvlGXSl4iYBGIko8RxClkB-BBGaLVzFOwRNdS3-z2R8W/s320/Hash+%232+and+others+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488438900472490370" border="0" /></a>On Monday I went to visit the Nepal Orthopedic Hospital as my Dad intends to send some medical equipment out to them and wanted me to go and meet the guys in charge and see the place so I could report back. It was actually really worthwhile and was incredibly encouraging to see what can be achieved by charity workers who are really determined. Having spent rather a lot of time trying to get Nepali people to actually do anything this restored some of my faith that there are a few out there with the necessary drive and determination to make things happen. In 12 years they have raised around $1million to build the hospital from scratch and provide care to more than 200 people every day. Big hand to those guys.<br /><br />The chap in charge, Dr Anil Shrestha, then invited me to his Rotary Club Charter evening. For those than have no idea what this is (probably 99% of you) should you ever get the chance to go to one <span style="font-weight: bold;">as a guest</span>, I suggest you give it a miss. While it was very good to see what this Rotary Club had achieved, which was no small amount, I don't think I have ever been subjected to a more public display of back slapping in my life. Several parts of it were conducted in Nepali, and of course it was supposed to start at 6pm and finish at 7 but actually began at 6:30 and finished at 8pm, which was predictable.<br /><br />I also wanted to get out because it was my last night with Nir and the guys and we were all going for dinner. With me heading off to Pokhara the next day and them all going to the village for some family celebration related to Nir's sister getting married in a few days I will actually be home alone for my last couple of days in the 'Du. Not sure a more low-key end could have been imaginable.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3GXXJnp-TF7F0CZkOElR5o4H8q1u2K45RYuWwB1qDXP6mpBJNv2OZaowgkROIMz38M1ue6Pm6h5tiMR-_iQ6TNSDeFlGKyK8gwrZbFgo26TxuoGdUGqwFeUeLecxARW2nWbdadrAQtXk/s1600/Hash+%232+and+others+083.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3GXXJnp-TF7F0CZkOElR5o4H8q1u2K45RYuWwB1qDXP6mpBJNv2OZaowgkROIMz38M1ue6Pm6h5tiMR-_iQ6TNSDeFlGKyK8gwrZbFgo26TxuoGdUGqwFeUeLecxARW2nWbdadrAQtXk/s320/Hash+%232+and+others+083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488438907696734738" border="0" /></a>Dinner was cool, it was the first time little Ayush had been to a restaurant and he was only slightly annoying and generally pretty good fun. Because of the late start and the little lad getting tired it was just dinner and a beer before calling it a night. Still, paying for seven adults and a kid to eat and drink for an hour and a half and it costing less than £20 represents a considerable bargain from my point of view. There are definitely certain things I will miss about this place! I can't say I enjoyed saying goodbye to everyone, especially the family the next morning. I have no idea when I'll see these guys again and really wish I could have done more, at times I feel like I've done pretty much f**k all to be honest.<br /><br />Yesterday was the seven hour bus ride to Pokhara and I have got a serious case of truckers arm from the sun coming through the window. Sadly the clouds have not lifted at all thus far and so the mountains may as well not be here, and it has rained all morning today. I did expect this though so can't complain, it's just nice to be away from the smog and noise of Kathmandu (although the drilling outside my room isn't exactly ideal) and sleep in a bed with sheets and have a shower where I can control the water temperature.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfmUGdrMQpFOC1XoWqybzx3PXHqGY7AqSpBuaqFC-DxprHT6M_GS_A8Fi72T6U4V4OktJARTPCUXnmasoyJngPAepSLkRY6RK6DdZ_kl8-dWKDH1Z7eIJPynsv9qWt5pgboYJ4y1eLz7C/s1600/Hash+%232+and+others+095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfmUGdrMQpFOC1XoWqybzx3PXHqGY7AqSpBuaqFC-DxprHT6M_GS_A8Fi72T6U4V4OktJARTPCUXnmasoyJngPAepSLkRY6RK6DdZ_kl8-dWKDH1Z7eIJPynsv9qWt5pgboYJ4y1eLz7C/s320/Hash+%232+and+others+095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488438917386194386" border="0" /></a>As a final word my thoughts are with my good mate Charlie BN at the moment who had a rather nasty operation a week ago. From what I know he's home now and is basically just sitting around waiting for the Tour De France to start - if you read this mate I hope you're OK and will be down to see you as soon as I can.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-59227472842282420752010-06-22T11:11:00.000+01:002010-06-22T11:11:57.419+01:00My pad in Kathmandu.AVI<object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/senkya9ppYg/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/senkya9ppYg&hl=en_GB&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/senkya9ppYg&hl=en_GB&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-16892177589971020092010-06-22T06:22:00.001+01:002010-06-22T09:24:33.165+01:00Double Homicide and Holy VegetablesSomething unusual happened on my walk home yesterday. When you go from Thamel to my house you go through a hectic intersection called Paknajol and then down a short road before turning right down a sharp slope that leads to the main road and into Naya Bazaar. <p class="MsoNormal">About halfway down the slope there is a water collection point. It is probably about 4x3 metres and there is invariably at least one person either getting water for home or having a wash. It was this area that is the focus of yesterday’s episode. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was wandering down the slope, daydreaming as I often do, when I noticed a large group of people gathered around it and a woman walking in my direction. I vaguely heard somebody shout something from behind me but took little notice of it, until the woman replied. The words that came out of her mouth were: “shooting, shooting.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As you can imagine, this caught me a little off guard. There were no police around and I was about five seconds away from walking into a murder scene. What the hell was I going to do? My mind was fairly blank and as I approached the spot morbid curiosity took over and I could not help but glance in. I saw another woman standing there, not looking too upset which seemed odd, but couldn’t see the bottom. Then I glanced left.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Standing amon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5gWjLRJ_SABzvVBud_3JrZ3lwMweKzHQqzBOyKWcz46316h-HLHJ4wVGc4u4al_Kd6J6JFWxqACCGsF3Y-sWSqoRJG-gxiR9vU9OjAIk6XJLrtipOE3oCG_wuGBWTf20fnRrvJvp3bn5/s1600/IMGP4716.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5gWjLRJ_SABzvVBud_3JrZ3lwMweKzHQqzBOyKWcz46316h-HLHJ4wVGc4u4al_Kd6J6JFWxqACCGsF3Y-sWSqoRJG-gxiR9vU9OjAIk6XJLrtipOE3oCG_wuGBWTf20fnRrvJvp3bn5/s320/IMGP4716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485453292168978322" border="0" /></a>g the crowd was a bloke with a rather large camera who I can only assume was “shooting, shooting” a movie of some kind. I smirked and reminded myself that this is Kathmandu not Kosovo before continuing home </p> <p class="MsoNormal">On Friday night there was a murder of a different kind, the mysterious type. All week I had been mildly stressed out about what sort of fancy dress I could find and being that my character was some French poet I had the intention of shaving my beard into a dirty little moustache and creating some kind of stupid hat. However, I lost my temper with the beard earlier in the week and hacked it off completely, so I was relieved when I went to Dan’s house beforehand and saw that his girlfriend has already drawn a massive handlebar on his face and for some reason made his eyebrows enormous. The little twirly effort that was then drawn on me was quite a delight.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I had bought some red trousers and borrowed an ill-fitting blue shirt from Dan and fashioned a beret out of a white plastic bag and some gaffer tape (Blue Peter awaits) with the idea of being decked out in red, white and blue. The coup de grace was to be provided by a French flag attached to my shoulders with hair clips. The flag itself had been obtained after some extremely lengthy discussions with a bar owner who had one hanging outside for the World Cup and I had to convince him to let me have it. At the end of the evening I was left mortified when host Vikki asked me why I had an Italian flag on my back and argued that it was green and not blue. It’s f*+king blue dammit! I was really rather upset! A picture of said flag is below, you decide.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QWn1qf3Dzj1_ZSX1H18Netj9ckf2dj2UXqHpdvGxoG1FiC-PyvI3ljvsU-E5z9MIn8QuZtGk9lytJ7G1Gel7WL-FZEKrMxaEAVSNA00UoRfpJfhrS5D18n66w6UgkTzj37X2Pq17MQ9q/s1600/Random+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QWn1qf3Dzj1_ZSX1H18Netj9ckf2dj2UXqHpdvGxoG1FiC-PyvI3ljvsU-E5z9MIn8QuZtGk9lytJ7G1Gel7WL-FZEKrMxaEAVSNA00UoRfpJfhrS5D18n66w6UgkTzj37X2Pq17MQ9q/s320/Random+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485452060252361970" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">The evening however was suitably ridiculous and there was a good mix of people I’d met before and new folks (one of which has previously written episodes of Sesame Street and is now helping write the new Constitution for Nepal – rumours that it will include <a href="http://www.sesamestreet.org/playlist_player/-/pgpv/playlistplayer/0/7453173">a musical alphabet</a> are as yet unconfirmed) and everyone had a good laugh despite the standard power cuts and generally stifling heat. Afterwards I watched that disastrous game of football in my strangest venue yet – with about 70 other Nepali’s with the picture being projected from the other side of the road, over a wall and onto the side of a temple. Dan left at halftime so I was on my own for the last 45 minutes and all in all it was pretty strange. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Finally, every morning I am awoken by a variety of noises, one of which is a strange chanting type sound from a woman outside my window. She repeats a single word over and over and for two months now I have been wondering what it was. At first I thought she was calling someone’s name, but soon decided it wasn’t that, then just figured she was praying.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">I had been meaning to ask Nir about it but by the time I actually crawled out of bed my mind was usually on other things, but I finally got round to it yesterday and discovered that she is in fact a lady from outside of Kathmandu who come to down every morning to sell her products. Vegetables. She walks up and down the road at 7am simply shouting the word vegetables over and over again. I have now nicknamed her the Vegetable Nun, purely for my own amusement. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Two weeks to go.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-29219165317677664232010-06-18T06:59:00.004+01:002010-06-18T07:33:54.330+01:00Counting DownHello all and a good morning to you. Friday it is and may I be the first to say how welcome that is - and I don't even have a real job like most of you lot!<br /><br />The last week has been something of a mixed bag. With the decision now made to leave I feel a bit like I'm just treading water until I get on the plane. I finished my rubbish office job on Wednesday and spent yesterday and today doing some freelance writing work for a travel company which is reasonably entertaining. Plus it's in Thamel so I can walk in rather than the terrifying journey on the back of a motorbike along the Bagmati River. It's called a river, but I think festy pit of sewage would be more accurate.<br /><br />England game tonight so am gearing up for that, along with the murder mystery evening, which could be entertaining. I must say though, a sure sign that this city is not for me has come through the fact that there are no fancy dress shops around. Frankly if you can't buy a frog suit then something is seriously amiss!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj_C9kYcIeB9GsxaZRB7_kVQerQcOnfAR2uyleiRY2ala4gA6_7gkpvZV4zP4hLbpaTuJ2txhwo-Pj9pDSiN07RT_pnFchECsCLilUbs2JjdeVUyPbI9Ni6A8jk6XoI1XSoUxGdVwKdCP/s1600/Beach+Cricket+055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj_C9kYcIeB9GsxaZRB7_kVQerQcOnfAR2uyleiRY2ala4gA6_7gkpvZV4zP4hLbpaTuJ2txhwo-Pj9pDSiN07RT_pnFchECsCLilUbs2JjdeVUyPbI9Ni6A8jk6XoI1XSoUxGdVwKdCP/s320/Beach+Cricket+055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483993727182667714" border="0" /></a>Nir has gone back to the village again this morning which means I need to find a place to crash again. Casa Goliath looks the most likely, which is worrying for numerous reasons, I simply cannot go down the same path as last week - I was broken for days.<br /><br />One of the reasons Nir has left I think is because his sister, Sonchalle, took off mid week to get married. This came totally out of the blue and the family barely know the bloke she's legged it with. Now, while Nir is never one to get too het up about anything, I think he was pretty peeved. When he left this morning I am sure I saw him tucking war paint into his pockets and packing a rather <a href="http://www.onestopknifeshop.com/images/coldsteel/cs-kukris.jpg">sharp looking blade</a>...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqI99XAhIC9SmJHz2HQKPbDnv0Wno4UWNiwSOEjQw8oodeHxK2NpEwP3ZMd60UX_Do2HFtjS4Q4W8LEoWHlZgPYI4aZPGj_Yd8JIRzCF5TEoSnjmjLYe3Gxo_2lWCwEjQYLnQoWPxLfjUV/s1600/Gurkha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqI99XAhIC9SmJHz2HQKPbDnv0Wno4UWNiwSOEjQw8oodeHxK2NpEwP3ZMd60UX_Do2HFtjS4Q4W8LEoWHlZgPYI4aZPGj_Yd8JIRzCF5TEoSnjmjLYe3Gxo_2lWCwEjQYLnQoWPxLfjUV/s320/Gurkha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483997123095988690" border="0" /></a>The other rather depressing thing was that Nir moved out of his office deciding it was too expensive, and into a smaller place (it was hardly large to begin with) around the corner just outside Thamel. I was pretty gutted about this, although the office was in a crap location, at least it was still in Thamel (the tourist centre for those who don't know) which made it easy to bring people in if necessary. He is now further out of the mix and even more reliant on business coming through the website and referrals. the website is nearly done, so fingers crossed that will help, but this is a sure sign that whatever profits he made from the cricket a year ago are now running out.<br /><br />Am still hoping to get to Pokhara for a few days but we'll see if I actually make it. Is rather dependant on my previous job actually paying me, which they have not done so far. For those wondering, my flight is booked for July 6th and while I have a few busy days with the family at first, I'll be in the mix (to some degree) for at least a week or so after that.<br /><br />Below is a video clip of a bike ride through Kathmandu at night, don't worry Mum, I promise not to do this anymore!<br /><br />Interesting results on last weeks poll - clearly not many fans of fine wine read this blog - which I suppose is not a surprise. Let's see how this one turns out...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy3PLbRv2ETZ8k2C_I7UbkUu72T0gxs_mR1708WgDb1a_ipCG-4wXnOvl4uN2rB0pfTI3VyQIAHh4TcDP39yg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-50351228560196724912010-06-14T10:07:00.001+01:002010-06-14T10:10:36.539+01:00Calling It A DayWell, I figure it is time to stop procrastinating and just make a damn decision, so with that in mind I have opted to call time on my Nepali adventure and head home in a few weeks. To what I have no idea.<br /><br />This little jaunt has not quite worked out as I’d hoped, but in truth it has not been far off what deep down I expected. I am aware that I could stay here and do a selection of different jobs and probably earn enough money to get by, but that is not what I came here to do, and frankly it’s bloody exhausting.<br /><br />My biggest regret will be that I never managed to get a place of my own, even if it had only been for a month or so. I think I might have felt a bit more at home then, and not so reliant on other people. I’ve not decided whether this is a final choice or if I’ll have another crack at it, I think I need some time away from this country to gain some perspective before I’ll know quite how I feel about it.<br /><br />This weekend did give me another glimpse of what life could be like here if my circumstances were different. I had agreed to meet Goliath to watch the rugby which kicked off at the very social time of 4pm. Of course, the football was kicking off just after midnight so he had kindly offered to let me crash at his place, since they have three spare bedrooms.<br /><br />We had some food and watched England score two scintillating penalty tries in a losing cause before going with his missus and an Aussie bloke called Tim (who looks frighteningly like Ruud Van Nistelrooy) back to chez Goliath.<br /><br />His place is unbelievable. Three stories, massive garden area, wicked roof terrace and just the two of them there. Plus their two dogs, Coffee and Alfred (or Albert, we’d had a few by this stage and I don’t remember).<br /><br />Ruud showed why Australians should not be allowed to begin drinking early by promptly passing out before 9pm and I managed to offend various other people with my chat as the evening wore on and we played a considerable amount of FIFA ’09 on his xbox. Those who have seen me in such environments know that I have a tendency to get a little carried away and some of my banter would perhaps have been more suited to an evening with Team Hillary than a bunch of blokes I didn’t really know.<br /><br />Anyway, people came and went, as did rather a large amount of Rum, before we somehow managed to grab a lift from a truck at a construction site (complete with two blokes asleep on top of the cab who didn’t even move) to the British Gurkha Camp where we arrived approximately three minutes after England had scored. Rage.<br /><br />More booze and Robert Green–related fury ended with us back at the castle guzzling more booze until 6:30am. Being due to start work at 9 I thought this was a good time to pass out. Work was of course cancelled and I spent Sunday watching highlights of the 2005 Ashes. Super stuff that.<br /><br />So there we are, from what I gather this is a fairly normal weekend for Goliath and the rest, so perhaps doing a runner might be what’s best for my liver. That said I have the small matter of a murder mystery party this Friday, followed by another England game. Could get interesting.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-27153770237126434342010-06-09T07:19:00.000+01:002010-06-09T07:54:07.836+01:00More Random MeetingsA few months back I read a great article on <a href="http://theadventureblog.blogspot.com/">The Adventure Blog</a> about a company who were offering <a href="http://www.thegreathimalayatrail.org/">The Great Himalayan Trail</a> as a trekking experience.<br /><br />Being the hopeless dreamer that I am, I became quite fascinated with this idea and thought what an amazing and challenging experience it would be. I knew it would take about six months to do and while I wasn't about to sling on my rucksack and have a crack at it tomorrow, I thought y'know, maybe one day. I then found out the price tag was a mere 20 thousand pounds and swiftly forgot all about it.<br /><br />In the last couple of weeks it has come into my mind again, and one afternoon last week while a tad bored I decided to go digging for more info and since I remain on a mission to find work that will get me excited I decided to drop them an email, this was last Friday.<br /><br />I ended up meeting the guy who is looking after the site on Sunday, an English bloke from Warrington (and surprise, surprise, Becci and the Hash crowd know him) who seemed a bit of a maniac but open to chatting about the whole thing. He swiftly offered me a bit of cash to help do some research since he was off to Thailand the following morning and wasn't going to be able to do it himself.<br /><br />So there we are, a third job. While this is probably only one weeks work and I have no idea if it will lead anywhere, it's a cool thing to be involved with on any level so we'll see how it goes.<br /><br />My stance now with regards to whether or not I'll be coming home when my visa expires is that I probably will. I think coming home for the summer and getting the last few months into perspective will help me make up my mind about whether or not I want to come back. The rainy season is not far away and while I could extend for another month or two, I think it'd be better to come back in September or October for my last two months, should I want to. Of course, what I'll do back home I have absolutely no idea. As always I have some absurd ideas, but they're probably as practical as...I don't know, coming to Nepal with no job or place to live organised!<br /><br />Otherwise life has remained pretty standard the last week or so. Nir was away for a couple of days over the weekend which meant I was the only English speaker at home, which was entertaining. I also had hot shower number eight yesterday and actually wished it'd been cold as it was 30-odd degrees outside (apparently in other parts of the country it reached the mid-40s) and was thus already sweating by the time I left for work. That was fantastic. Today mind you, there was no water at all, so I just stink. Thank God I'm not meeting anyone tonight.<br /><br />Dinner at Casa Becci along with Dan and Helena (poor girl, she's really had a shocker the last few weeks, first her fiancee suddenly gets his visa revoked and then she gets mugged. She was surprisingly chipper all things considered!) last night and I once again left jealous at the rather nice pad she has. Have also lined up a couple of guys to watch the footie with on Saturday night, Goliath being one of them - I wonder who that evening will end... Of course the game deosn't even kick off until gone midnight and I have to work the next day. A serious concern.<br /><br />Thanks to all who took part in the Graham Poll this week, unsurprisingly loo roll and electricty received no votes and none of you want cutlery. I hope you all have asbestos hands. Next I shall be focussing on luxury items.<br /><br />Cheers!Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-84057397977368622232010-06-05T10:32:00.000+01:002010-06-05T11:29:06.782+01:00A Day In The Life...Last week has followed much the same pattern as the one before, so there really isn't a great deal to discuss. As a result I shall tell you a little about my typical day.<br /><br />This involves waking sometime between 5-7am thanks to either the sounds of someone hocking and coughing, or one of the many, many animals making their respective noises. I then lie in bed staring at the mosquito net until the alarm goes off, which I promptly ignore and put on sleep for 20 minutes. You'd think I'd just set it for 20 minutes later wouldn't you?<br /><br />After that it's breakfast, which on Friday for example, was a bowl of curried beans. You can imagine. Normally however, it is bread of some kind and usually some potatos, they don't really do 'light' breakfasts over here from what I can tell.<br /><br />Then I head into work and spend my morning writing news articles for www.estately.co.uk - feel free to have a look, although I'm not really sure how much it will excite anyone since I don't know any Estate Agents.<br /><br />Then comes lunch. This really is a special part of the day. The first few days I went off on my own and read a book for an hour in a nearby cafe, but then the guys & girls in the office invited me to join them and I figured it would be rude to refuse.<br /><br />We end up in this shack, and I really mean shack as the below picture will show. Thus far I have decided the noodles and veg samosas are pretty safe, of course they are covered with hot sauce, which while tasty is not ideal for one major reason. This shack is hot. I don't just mean a bit sweaty, we're talking sauna hot. After every meal I emerge totally drenched, much to the amusement of the people I am with. I have been trying to weigh up whether or not the absurdly cheap food is worth the pain of the experience.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhszdYp2jpejdpUpMCRkdPRV_6HG57erfX-0-_Nc4SvQSI7QP5PcEDrERTB-_BLL0gj3fg78YwhTglghLQgWp6u2JXyw4m1y_iQjPD4Ro4Jvu_3NeLB_Bhw0jBcHDL-mEOQO7_50jEoTDYO/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhszdYp2jpejdpUpMCRkdPRV_6HG57erfX-0-_Nc4SvQSI7QP5PcEDrERTB-_BLL0gj3fg78YwhTglghLQgWp6u2JXyw4m1y_iQjPD4Ro4Jvu_3NeLB_Bhw0jBcHDL-mEOQO7_50jEoTDYO/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479230203921926770" border="0" /></a>The guys at work are all nice enough, nobody speaks in the office itself which is a bit sad, they're all afraid they'll get sacked I think, which doesn't make for much of an atmostphere. I'm sure because of that they want to talk non stop when they get out, of course it's all in Nepali so I don't really get much of it. They do however burst out laughing every so often and it's hard not to feel a little self conscious!<br /><br />After that it's home and a meal of rice and lentils, ahh good old Dal Bhat, love it, before bed at around 10pm. I often sit out on the balcony and chat with Nir or just read a book.<br /><br />So there it is, a day in the life of me right now. D-Day is fast approaching when I'll have to make a call on whether or not to stay here. I have decided to give it two more weeks but continue to chase options and will see how things stand then. If I do decide to head home then I am planning to take a week in Pokhara before I go so that I have not spent three months solid in Kathmandu - that thought is just depresseing!<br /><br />Had a great night last night though, another evening with the expats which involved dinner and a few drinks. Brilliant bunch that lot, but this time I managed to take myself home at 11pm due to not having a hotel room booked. It has since emerged that this was a smart move as numerous people ended up back in the Yak and Yeti Casino until 4am and as such are not feeling too clever today! It all sounded very familiar!<br /><br />With them was a chap called <a href="http://edlaughton.weebly.com/">Ed Laughton</a> (no relation to Neil) who was celebrating a successful climb on the north side of Everest. Top lad and incredibly humble, frankly I would have been shouting from the rooftops! He raised money for the Himalayan Rescue Association and is planning to go back next year and climb from the south side while also working with his wife at the Everest ER, super stuff really. He did go down in my estimation however when he produced a round of Tequila. God that stuff's awful.<br /><br />I have also managed to finally upload all the Peace Nepal Treks slideshows to You Tube so you can view them by <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PeaceNepalTreks1">clicking here</a> if you didn't manage to see them on Facebook for whatever reason. I've also stuck another video below, just because I can. Until next time, sleep tight.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzWbUhycxgJ4TcTbbmam92HDNcTt52386lrwH_AdxNLaQG3pWWkn9t667k5xTIEKx68gRw_UmIC1-4j5eLN6g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-25415126034748013262010-06-02T10:37:00.000+01:002010-06-02T10:42:46.122+01:00Wallop<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><link rel="themeData" 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I was due to meet my mate Dan at 9pm, but knowing that he was attending a wedding from 6:30 I decided to wander into town and grab a bite to eat and sup a few ales from around seven.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">I went to Tom & Jerry’s and thankfully the Test was on (because I nicked the remote and put it on) so I settled in to wait for Dan. Now, he’s been living here nearly a year so I was fully expecting him to be on Nepali time, and indeed he didn’t show until about 9:30, however I had got chatting to some slightly annoying English bloke at the bar and all was fine. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">We stayed there until 11 and moseyed across to Fire Club. Last time I visited this place was due to Becci’s gag about there being a celebratory Toga party going on after the strikes ended only for me to arrive and discover a lone bloke with his shirt off on the dance floor. Thankfully, I was not toga’d up and neither did I choose to stay. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">This time however, it was positively thriving. We bumped into a few other people on the way there, including Tony who I had watched the T20 with. I should also mention that Tony is an absolute giant, not dissimilar to what I imagine Goliath looked like, beard and all. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">We stayed there until it closed at about 1 and that is, apparently, when the fun really started. Upon leaving, Ash (Goliath’s other half) got into an argument with a policeman about something or other. I decided to diffuse the situation by nicking the coppers hat and legging it down the street while shouting “You’ll never catch me, I’m an athlete.” I was caught approximately 0.73 seconds later.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Now, stealing clothing form Asian policemen is perhaps not the smartest move as coppers around the globe are not all quite like G-Man, it would seem. Needless to say the lad wanted his hat back, but having decided I needed it we entered into quite a heated debate over how much it was worth. Obviously his asking price was too high since I woke up the following morning hatless.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">After that Dan and I challenged Goliath and Ash to a rickshaw race, which led to us tearing through the streets of Kathmandu yelling every line from ‘Days of Thunder’ that I could possibly muster. I am told we won, but truthfully the whole thing is a bit of a blur. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">We then landed in a Casino where we promptly demanded the finest champagne on offer. Thankfully I don’t think they were quite prepared for this request as what arrived was certainly no Dom Perignon. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">After that the others set about the prestigious business of gambling. Of course, having never gambled in my life I had no idea what was going on and could barely count past five, let alone to 52. I also discovered that yelling “red, no black, no red, no no black!” is also not a guaranteed formula for success. Oh well, guess you have to learn somehow. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">I don’t remember getting home, but can only assume I hit the wall at some stage and decided to take myself out of the equation before I got myself into more trouble. Smart move that. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">So there you are, you can take the man out of the Drovers but evidently the Drovers remain in the man. I hope you enjoyed; a new poll has just been posted. Rather surprisingly the last one was a tie between ‘Sir’ and ‘Mate’ – I think you lot are too polite. </span></p> Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-45323121923420951742010-05-29T09:31:00.000+01:002010-05-29T10:06:57.372+01:00Happy Birthday Buddha!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoEXBzSrIV1M-KOFOpKGzfDy_0LwHEgsPEPiiVo40XBtjjGlwpXQ7jHtAlCoL4NZAgpp11Nt6chXo-DBb-I6cPra62uHUoMeRg4gle1pHpKvgg5eb9EiGOdvaDX789sJ2cJgsF1tFJenk8/s1600/Buddha's+Birthday+004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoEXBzSrIV1M-KOFOpKGzfDy_0LwHEgsPEPiiVo40XBtjjGlwpXQ7jHtAlCoL4NZAgpp11Nt6chXo-DBb-I6cPra62uHUoMeRg4gle1pHpKvgg5eb9EiGOdvaDX789sJ2cJgsF1tFJenk8/s320/Buddha's+Birthday+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476613875311869746" border="0" /></a>On Thursday is was Buddha's birthday, which is a pretty big deal over here. It seems though, that much of the celebrating is done on the night before, and so it was that I ended up walking around the Monkey Temple at 10pm.<br /><br />It didn't start there though, I came home from work and was informed by Nir that we had been invited for dinner. How nice I thought, except that wasn't quite how it was. We had in fact been invited to a sixth birthday party for his nephew where there were more small children than I could cope with.<br /><br />This party lasted around two hours and I think I managed to count 16 kids at one stage, and Nir and I were the only male adults. I have to be honest, this was pretty hard work and I was not particularly enjoying myself, so when Nir mentioned going up to the temple I was intrigued and figured it would be quite an experience, which it certainly was.<br /><br />We got there at about nine and had a cheeky beer before beginning our walk. Apparently Buddhist's walk around the temple 13 times to wash away the sins from their previous lives, or something. Now it take approximately 40 minutes to walk all the way around this place, so those seriously dedicated folks are there for hours. Nir it would seem, is not all that dedicated and was happy to call it quits after a single loop!<br /><br />The dedication however, does not stop there. The REALLY committed folks go a step further. We were about two minutes into our walk when I nearly tripped over some bloke lying in the middle of the road. At first I thought he was some drunkard with a death-wish as there were literally thousands of people walking by and here he was lying down.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8fI7QjVA64g6OIi7B39dNp3B3wQClrjMPJ3fPU5_Oz07zkMChZPMKSV65ehUNZtWTAL7E_HhBErdP-V4IGnGib4k7FNBZw16NB5Z8YvIB66qHOC-hDhiXEJxBVQbhyphenhyphen1ICn8CrYW3woX6T/s1600/Buddha's+Birthday+020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8fI7QjVA64g6OIi7B39dNp3B3wQClrjMPJ3fPU5_Oz07zkMChZPMKSV65ehUNZtWTAL7E_HhBErdP-V4IGnGib4k7FNBZw16NB5Z8YvIB66qHOC-hDhiXEJxBVQbhyphenhyphen1ICn8CrYW3woX6T/s320/Buddha's+Birthday+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476613889349514290" border="0" /></a>I turned to Nir as if to say 'what's this chap up to' only to spot two more people doing it. Now I was curious. They were not just lying down, they were fully outstretched, arms out above them like a fallen down Christmas Tree. They would do this, then stand up, take a few steps, and do it again. They went like this all the way round and as we carried on I saw loads of men, women and children all doing it. Nir told me he met a guy last year who had travelled like that all the way from Lhasa in Tibet. That's 1000 kilometres. Unreal.<br /><br />It was one of the experiences I had hoped to have in Nepal and was really glad I went. I was actually prepared to go round all 13 times (mentally prepared if not physically!) but was pretty grateful in the end that Nir wasn't so keen.<br /><br />Other than that the week was been pretty quiet. I was given a hotel room for free last night by the travel company I am doing some freelance writing for so slept in a bed with sheets for the first time in six weeks. I say slept, but I think I was closer to being in a coma than actually sleeping due to the enormous quantity of booze consumed. My last memory is of being in a casino somewhere with a couple of the boys I was out with. All very hazy though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLIqn9a0yaPajR3P5E2bpXj1UxlhkxmzFru3JXBQgPeSDz8fiN3nw55K59__u2zgSZbkOp7xkcCeG2hvfKXJqFhXJgN_Ppmynq1YnBoIHm5Xiif4GoiiBKjngA5P0O5U3hcuj3eFkMx9Tt/s1600/Buddha's+Birthday+035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLIqn9a0yaPajR3P5E2bpXj1UxlhkxmzFru3JXBQgPeSDz8fiN3nw55K59__u2zgSZbkOp7xkcCeG2hvfKXJqFhXJgN_Ppmynq1YnBoIHm5Xiif4GoiiBKjngA5P0O5U3hcuj3eFkMx9Tt/s320/Buddha's+Birthday+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476613892285018306" border="0" /></a>I continue to flat hunt and it appears that estate agents the world over are all equally useless. Fingers crossed I make some progress on that next week.<br /><br />Finally, I wanted to share with you all a theory that was presented to me last week by my sister which I am a big fan of. This is called 'Rachael Curr's Theory of Time' and it goes like this:<br /><br />"As we all know Greenwich is the centre of the universe as far as time goes. Everything west of Greenwich is behind in time, everything to the east has skipped ahead. However, this is not the only factor playing on the east / west divide. Oh, no, there is also the AMOUNT of time squeezed or stretched into the conventional time measurement categories. For example: the minute. West of Greenwich minutes are shorter – hence the “New York Minute” which is very short. To the East minutes are longer – which explains why, when I call someone in the Hague and they say they’ll ring me back in half an hour I don’t hear from them for 90 minutes. Like the hourly time, the phenomenon progresses the further east you go – so, by the time you get to India/Nepal minutes are around 20 times longer than they are in the UK – which explains why you were waiting for 5 hours at the tourist board."<br /><br />I think that's brilliant.<br /><br />Now - I am super excited right now because I am in a place with a good internet connection and have not only been able to upload all the videos to facebook that I spent ages making for Nir when I first got here (watch by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kathmandu/Peace-Nepal-Treks/111148245590631?v=app_2392950137&ref=ts">clicking here</a>), but I have also been able to upload a video onto this blog - see below for my vid of teaching Nir's kid how to high five.<br /><br />As a footnote - I should also apologise to my Kiwi readership for not including 'Bro' in my recent Poll, naturally you would call it nothing else.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzmJywGEVi0UDeGiIRpbqP8yXVLBlB8sqVh0ls-oyAdLG9U9w5XoQM0cFJ5rGwtt9oyhXxLxu4Z1TwxNTZGcQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-2010782841036005232010-05-26T11:33:00.000+01:002010-05-26T11:40:18.255+01:00For my own amusement.......I have added a Poll to my blog. This sits just next to the post and will have various stupid questions for you all to answer. Simply click on your answer followed by "vote" - it will take less time than reading whatever drivel I've written. <br /><br />Each poll shall last a week and perhaps at some stage I shall collate all the results into a spreadsheet of which even Kinsey would be proud. <br /><br />The first question relates to Yeti's. <br /><br />I hope this is a sign to you all that my spirits are suitably lifted - thanks to all who got in touch.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-28110561479999579302010-05-25T04:43:00.002+01:002010-05-25T04:44:33.339+01:00Six Day WeekIt’s been more than a week since I last posted so I guess I should hit you all with the latest news. <br /><br />Last week was a strange one from start to finish. It began with me being knackered after the Hash, but pleased to have finally done something vaguely approaching exercise, and ended with me starting a full-time job. So what happened inbetween?<br /><br />While recovering from my hashing debut, I had a call from Charlie BN and discovered he had once again spent three weeks in hospital, with some new ailment that the docs couldn’t explain. Kind of puts any woes of my own into perspective but thankfully he was out again and seemed in decent spirits at least. <br /><br />By mid-week I decided it was time to stop hoping that a job would fall into my lap and start applying for things. Up to now my job hunting had largely involved hassling the contacts I have out here, and that had got me nowhere. I found a job website, much to my surprise, and applied for a couple of writing jobs and before I knew it I had two interviews on Thursday. <br /><br />One was to help re-write a travel companies website, basically what I have been doing for Nir, but they were unable to pay much but I liked the guy and the company and said I would do it on a freelance basis. They also said I might be able to get a few freebies such as rafting trips or hotel stays so that’s a good incentive. <br /><br />The second was with a company called WaitUK, set up by a Nepali guy called Sanjeev who lived in England for around 14 years. Essentially, they build websites for UK and US clients, so they undercut the opposition but still get paid in dollars and pounds, making them pretty profitable. I was offered a salary of R40,000 a month (that’s about £400) which is pretty decent and told there would be room for more. I am essentially writing content for the sites they are designing and while it is good to be working and earning again (despite the six-day week), this is a long way from what I had in mind when I came over here so I remain sceptical about how long I'll be here for. They have offered to sort my visa out, but experience tells me not to get too excited about that.<br /><br />On Friday I also had a meeting with the Tourist Board in an attempt to get a job with them, which is far more likely to keep me here beyond July, but after being told I would have a wait of 15 minutes and that stretched into five hours, I was then told the metting wasn’t going to happen, I was pretty annoyed. Still, I was some amusing things in the office adjoining the CEO’s such as a Yak Attack 2010 plaque and a brochure entitled "Workshop or Training for the Training of Trainers", not sure why, but that amused me.<br /><br />I had another meeting with them on Sunday and again never got to see the CEO, but will put a case in writing to them and see if I can persuade them that way to give me a job and help out a bit with Cricket on Everest 2011. <br /><br />On Friday I had a call from new boss Sanjeev saying he had heard about a flat that is walking distance from the office and would I like him to show it to me on Saturday. Seemed like a good idea but when I got to the office we just ended up in some horrendous bar/disco drinking beers for the next five hours. All I’ll say is that it is useful to know you can out-drink your boss. <br /><br />Despite the general progress that is being made I have felt a bit down lately, which I guess was inevitable at some point. I think it is probably a bit of homesickness combined with feeling a little cooped up in Nir’s small flat. Everyone here is great, but nothing can replace the easy banter and laughs you have with the people you have known forever. That’s what I miss most.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-44661827298834481272010-05-17T10:26:00.000+01:002010-05-17T10:56:53.277+01:00Hashing and Immaturity<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQikV3uLdDgGmR3zjRe0drSFIfRg5TTYFXhv6BTQbVfXBz2vVo055d7BAoh08MXOi3NwjfgwO4Ox_ddYtSXKafAvgwzkLNcAaao0vem5Y9r71C6dmHmLrZ8sTG_upiCL338MI34V2F-Tuz/s1600/Hash+%231+and+others+022.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQikV3uLdDgGmR3zjRe0drSFIfRg5TTYFXhv6BTQbVfXBz2vVo055d7BAoh08MXOi3NwjfgwO4Ox_ddYtSXKafAvgwzkLNcAaao0vem5Y9r71C6dmHmLrZ8sTG_upiCL338MI34V2F-Tuz/s320/Hash+%231+and+others+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472171487593515506" border="0" /></a>
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Despite the slightly suspect name I can assure you all (Mum) that it has nothing to do with a certain illegal substance, so we’ll put that one to bed now shall we! You can read a full definition of what it is by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hash_House_Harriers">clicking here</a>.<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><u><span style="color:red;"> </span></u></p> <p class="MsoNormal">A few of the guys and girls out here had told me about these weekly “fun-runs” and suggested I come along and having finally run out of excuses I agreed to Becci’s suggestion that I give it a go this week. I was of course sold by the line: “You can always do the walk if you’d rather”. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Having no real idea what to expect I hopped in a cab with three of the girls and after a typically entertaining journey (which involved asking a girl sat on the corner for directions to be greeted with the response: “I sit on a street corner all day, how would I know”. Fair enough I thought) we collected a chap (called Apple) on route who knew the way, which was something of a result. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was suffering a little from the night before and when told the route would take around three hours in circa 30 degree heat and be mostly uphill I was fully committed to my decision to walk. Having gone on about two runs in the past year this did not seem the time to return to the arena.</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWirJJybxsxqduAS7dSMIFeV0WLJ2LrWEw_ki5fTnr2551jCCYSXmBd4L7-Ms67PVwrJSZdnzlorRSnR0saNkJ_PToCEF1OqK22TwY_VXRiVdB-k9gB3NVQFemaKMG-G2ngBH3Q-fTyrV1/s1600/Hash+%231+and+others+016.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWirJJybxsxqduAS7dSMIFeV0WLJ2LrWEw_ki5fTnr2551jCCYSXmBd4L7-Ms67PVwrJSZdnzlorRSnR0saNkJ_PToCEF1OqK22TwY_VXRiVdB-k9gB3NVQFemaKMG-G2ngBH3Q-fTyrV1/s320/Hash+%231+and+others+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472171474398877458" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The rest of the afternoon was largely pleasant as we meandered through some fields and across streams, passing local houses and seeing people farming in the fields. There were five walkers and maybe 20-odd runners, but the route is designed so everyone finishes around the same time. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Once the uphill began I quickly regretted offering to carry some dude’s bag (who was running), and then discovered it to be a laptop. Didn’t get any thanks either mind you, tosser. Still, it was all very enjoyable and great to get a new view of Kathmandu. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The downhill was something of a struggle and I predictably ended up on my ass three times, which I decided to keep quiet about for fear of punishment (hash-crashes is the official name apparently). I was already lined up for do some ‘down-downs’ for being a Hash virgin and was also to be done for having my hand in my pocket. I shall read up more thoroughly on the rules next time as part of being a Hasher also seems to involve being a stitch-up merchant! </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Another part of being a Hasher is the eventual awarding of a Hash-name. Generally these have to be earned and according to my research, many clubs: “go out of their way to make the name as bawdy, scatological, or offensive as possible.” Not unlike some of my friends then.
<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2pVM_PYcGPI5HxAUnMZegRjdyqDXzvGkU3OgrlXdhyphenhyphens0-bTPBPiYk6vLcAUOJK0AwSqmg5QS2UuR0mhWRj-xzFEPubCUN8cZHdRqgprGu-Yqx_xR9OF8adfMVgX7KypW1qL6_joSLhQts/s1600/Hash+%231+and+others+020.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2pVM_PYcGPI5HxAUnMZegRjdyqDXzvGkU3OgrlXdhyphenhyphens0-bTPBPiYk6vLcAUOJK0AwSqmg5QS2UuR0mhWRj-xzFEPubCUN8cZHdRqgprGu-Yqx_xR9OF8adfMVgX7KypW1qL6_joSLhQts/s320/Hash+%231+and+others+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472171481628363858" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Numerous people were standing in a circle and downing glasses of quite revolting beer, but the highlight was most definitely when one of the girls, Vicky, who getting over excited at the fact everyone was drinking Star beer suggested they do star jumps upon finishing. When asked to demonstrate in the circle Hash-Hound Leader or whatever he’s called, Jimi, decided to simply thrown the beer in her face mid-jump. I’m not entirely sure how Vicky felt about this but it cracked me up something chronic. More of the same next week I hope. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">As hinted above my sense of humour is famed for its immaturity, so I thought I would share a few small episodes that have made me chuckle uncontrollably in recent days. One was on the way to the Hash when I discovered there was a guy called Yogi who teaches Yoga. Yogi the Yoga teacher. Priceless. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">On the same journey I was also told about a guy who signs off all his emails ‘All the very beast’. I am giving serious consideration to taking this up myself just to see what reaction I get. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Then, a few days ago while having another meal of rice and beans I was doing my duty of feeding the little lad at home when he tilted his head and gave me a rather quizzical look. He then lifted one cheek and let out an almighty fart. I was forced to leave the room for fear of actually peeing my pants. <span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Finally, and best of all, is the conversation I had with my friend Shambu the other day. I should point out that Shambu spends much of his time ruthlessly taking the piss out of everyone and anyone. He has a tattoo on his forearm which is some writing and for a while I had been wondering what it said so asked him and he replied that it just said his name. Naturally I made a gag along the lines of having this done in case he forgot what he is called. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>His face then came over a little sad and he continued: “the only problem boss, is that when they write it they spell wrong. They put a P instead of a B”. I considered this for a moment and then said: “You mean they wrote Shampu on your arm?” I then lost total control and have been calling him Shampoo ever since, much to the amusement of everyone here. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">So there you are, the little things that keep me going! I am sure they are not half as amusing being told as they were at the time, but I sense that finding ridiculous things to laugh at may just be the key to surviving out here. Thankfully, I am pretty good at that. </p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJ0BR6y1Fw0VTncp_XJ2OUyerGpx2oXSmsfn15W8m5uO1n81U5y5SIrriOc5xt9yLNLU7UZMXKQ4S-06_BKeUjsAv_pZeHPooIxI_zN0neA668uEu6YrY4SyIIzVXcpOt5WZCq6qpUkze/s1600/Hash+%231+and+others+023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJ0BR6y1Fw0VTncp_XJ2OUyerGpx2oXSmsfn15W8m5uO1n81U5y5SIrriOc5xt9yLNLU7UZMXKQ4S-06_BKeUjsAv_pZeHPooIxI_zN0neA668uEu6YrY4SyIIzVXcpOt5WZCq6qpUkze/s400/Hash+%231+and+others+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472173515166513362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: times new roman;">As a footnote, what a weekend of sport. Chelsea completed the League and Cup Double and England topped that by hammering Australia in the Twenty20 Final. Unreal. The company of a few key people was definitely missed last night, you know who you are. </span>
<br />Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-14362898907178548152010-05-14T05:51:00.000+01:002010-05-14T06:05:41.078+01:00Ups and DownsI'm hungover. There's no point denying it any longer. I have been up and about for two hours now and my general condition is quite clearly deteriorating. The reasons for this situation are threefold.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fold One</span><br />I woke up yesterday morning in fine fettle and decided the time was nigh to follow up on the job mentioned in my previous post. This took most of the morning and during the exchange of text messages I decided to go for lunch with Prakash. Now, Prakash is a legend and I've got to know him pretty well during the last couple of weeks. He was saying yesterday how he is struggling for work and has not done any guiding since October. That's seven months without pay. I had in mind that should I get this job he would be the first person I'd hire and decided to mention this to him as I felt he needed cheering up and I was feeling very positive about things. At that exact moment my phone beeped saying the job was dead in the water.<br /><br />The reason I was given was because of the visa, but I really got the impression the bloke simply couldn't be arsed to organise it (whch would be in keeping with the general style of management that I've heard the place uses), so I replied saying I was happy to organise it myself since I know a few Government people. His response was that would be illegal. Bollocks it would. Anyway, this was rather disappointing and I spent the rest of the afternoon in a sulk.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fold Two</span><br />I was meeting Becci and some of her friends for dinner. I actually managed to find the restaurant without getting horribly lost, which was a first, and met up with the guys. Without going into too much detail we all had a very pleasant meal and a few beers and having met at 7pm we went our seperate ways at around 9:30 with promises to do such things more often. It was never going to take long for the social life to get up and running.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fold Three</span><br />England won a semi-final of a major tournament. I really should not need to say more on that front, and the couple of Everest beers in Tom & Jerrys undoubtedly did more damage than the Carlsbergs at the restaurant.<br /><br />So there we are, that is why I feel rubbish today. I am supposed to meet more people tonight for a leaving do which will invariably involved more booze. It's just as well I don't let little things like cash get in the way of life isn't it?Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-83599147905477744162010-05-08T05:37:00.000+01:002010-05-08T07:06:26.576+01:00Back To (relative) Normality<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsHEDkjzhZmq-FnbwJAIOyKwdOvqj90n3_p-KRbQ-ESN1cB00TZOuMlKyMxpFjW1uL2QJEeLnrK7l5M9uZj5797vKwURIK1EE5G1UqPTjLOurb8pptu1xrfmRoRprMqDn3t9g6RXgy6So/s1600/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsHEDkjzhZmq-FnbwJAIOyKwdOvqj90n3_p-KRbQ-ESN1cB00TZOuMlKyMxpFjW1uL2QJEeLnrK7l5M9uZj5797vKwURIK1EE5G1UqPTjLOurb8pptu1xrfmRoRprMqDn3t9g6RXgy6So/s400/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468775034838196466" border="0" /></a><br /><span><span>The strike is over and may I be the first to say thank God for that! Last week was pretty weird in that everything was shut and the normally hectic Thamel was a total ghost town. This morning however I was nearly run over twice and asked if I wanted to "smoke" three times before 9am, so normal service has definitely resumed.</span></span><br /><span><span><br />It is hard to describe just what it was like. I guess the best way to imagine it is if you're living in Clapham knowing full well that there are huge protests going on in Waterloo and Westminster, but where you are is not really affected except for shops being shut and there being zero traffic. The streets were full of people playing cricket, football and rather randomly, badminton, and all the kids were pretty happy with the situation because there was no school either. <br /><br />Anyway, to other news. I hear back home everyone in Parliament is going to be hung, so that's good. I wonder how you all voted, except Kirtley who has made his hatred of all things Labour very clear!<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjVxawEtTFwEWuikVtOUdOvux1NZPB6jJZIdOvLrv2fUIG5VhTgpUWIE0WVjXg7gShnyczOVINja-Z_ZRgWR0yS19Xu4PmItEFiaWEvQ29eiUf_4bzjCw-Q1lEvwDu2BP1XO7BNypy8sq/s1600/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+039.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjVxawEtTFwEWuikVtOUdOvux1NZPB6jJZIdOvLrv2fUIG5VhTgpUWIE0WVjXg7gShnyczOVINja-Z_ZRgWR0yS19Xu4PmItEFiaWEvQ29eiUf_4bzjCw-Q1lEvwDu2BP1XO7BNypy8sq/s200/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468767505616202994" border="0" /></a><span><span><br />I was offered a job a week ago. It was all very random, and for those who word has not yet reached, it seems highly likely that should I be granted a working visa I will soon be running my own resort. I've not yet had a proper look at the place, but it has a gym, pool, squash court, tennis courts a restaurant and at least one bar. I will also live on-site and it is in a much nicer and quieter part of town - in that the Maoist leader will no longer be my next door neighbour, which would be nice!</span></span><br /><br /><span><span>How I got this position is a funny story in itself which generally involved putting lots of nonsense on my CV because, and I quote, "that is how things work out here". Good to know that! My first job will of course be to ban all spitting and sack any staff member who spends the day hocking and sounding like they're about to throw up. It is, without a shadow of a doubt, the worst thing about this place. I cannot get used to it at all. It is the first noise I hear in the morning (mixed in with the farmyard animals) and the last thing I hear at night. Garbage.<br /><br />So, running this place would be something of a fresh challenge and by all accounts it's a great place that just needs a bit of a kick up the arse. My friend Becci, who lives round the corner from it, said: "it's the kind of place where they're quite happy to spend hours putting petals in water to look pretty, but then they don't clean the toilets". Hmm - room for improvement then I think.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxbAHEGhn71pJ0FY1VP4NbEYPAZpzqnSXiH3GxTwHkZEYACtc20FwDwnrygEDjUfjr5Oh7ZjmIa3wL3rkWVy0mJzPLmmJONjdJZcHNtWKZ4bwT8lnvRNA47PWYY1iitrCxFlBVbk4vvhmW/s1600/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+065.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxbAHEGhn71pJ0FY1VP4NbEYPAZpzqnSXiH3GxTwHkZEYACtc20FwDwnrygEDjUfjr5Oh7ZjmIa3wL3rkWVy0mJzPLmmJONjdJZcHNtWKZ4bwT8lnvRNA47PWYY1iitrCxFlBVbk4vvhmW/s200/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468772613289249458" border="0" /></a><br /><span><span>My other great challenge will be that of beard maintenance. I really need to find a pair of clippers or something because I simply can't have a repeat of the episode that took place a week ago, which can best be described as assault. Nir decided to take me to a nice "local" barbers which would cost about 40 rupees(around 30 pence) for a beard trim. After the bloke went to town on my face and removed all of about three hairs, he then, without warning, decided to give me some form of impromptu massage. I am confident he was not qualified. This "massage" basically involved punching me in the spine and jabbing between my ribs before administering Chinese burns on both my arms then yanking each finger and thumb. It was all I could manage not to punch the bloke in the face.<br /></span></span><br /><span><span>Other than that Kim Jong-Il continues to amuse me and I have now successfully taught him how to high-five. Perhaps my single greatest achievement in life to date (OK, I am sure that like the rest of us he would have figured it out eventually for himself, but to have a one-year-old high-fiving with great delight is damn entertaining). My next task is to teach him how to ride a motorbike.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhML_A4bJzMIsS6vS7E3NvKnzVACTVpngpQMN5RIC4XwIWt5qAaNg-OwmYRIBlelk98UPKxrQMAKBnUbcjvP3RJMeDUiEN83OnN_lPy_n66lubI6cG3J3EFoLH84GPzq9hkVg8IQUEj6yL-/s1600/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+063.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhML_A4bJzMIsS6vS7E3NvKnzVACTVpngpQMN5RIC4XwIWt5qAaNg-OwmYRIBlelk98UPKxrQMAKBnUbcjvP3RJMeDUiEN83OnN_lPy_n66lubI6cG3J3EFoLH84GPzq9hkVg8IQUEj6yL-/s200/Week+3+-+Monkeys+%26+Strikes+063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468772621897543026" border="0" /></a>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-78078308069859367712010-05-04T06:58:00.000+01:002010-05-04T08:24:08.672+01:00Making like the Bee Gees<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="CENTER">“<i>The thing about riots is that they tend to be concentrated in one part of a city. The truth is there could be mass protests happening and yet just two or three streets over you would have no idea.” - Tim Cahill, 'Road Fever'
<br /></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">This quote has somewhat dominated my thoughts when I have occasioned to leave the house during the last few days, I have no idea what might be around the corner. It is very difficult to know exactly what is going on, mainly because all the news channels are in Nepali and everyone I ask simply says “it's not good.” This was highlighted when I discovered this morning that the police had administered a couple of beatings.
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT"><a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8658896.stm">The Maoist demonstrations</a> were scheduled to start on Sunday, but the workers union decided to jump on the bandwagon and do their own protest on Saturday, meaning that most of the city was locked down anyway. These were perfectly peaceful and I even went out walking with Nir & Prakash for around four hours and took in the crowds. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">The way it has worked is that the Maoists have given villagers from the hill regions a couple of hundred rupees as payment for joining the protests. They then come to Kathmandu and shout what they're told to, meanwhile the rebels go to local businesses and demand “donations” for their “worthy cause” of around R6000, which is why everything is shut as that is a crap load of cash to these guys.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">The rebels have tried to find accommodation in public buildings for these out-of-towners but many are left on the streets, which has led to bugs spreading. I'm confident that a load of people <a href="http://www.nepalnews.com/archive/2010/may/may03/news02.php">suffering from diarrhoea</a> is hardly conducive to peaceful protests.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">Where the problem really kicks in however, is when <a href="http://www.nepalnews.com/archive/2010/may/may04/news04.php">the locals in Kathmandu get fed up</a> of being unable to earn. Many people here live on a day-to-day basis, so what they earn from their shop or whatever, they use to buy food for that night. So far everything has been shut for three days, and the longer that goes on the more likely the Kathmandu residents will start fighting back in an attempt to get rid of the rebels, then it gets nasty. In 2006 the demonstrations lasted 18 days. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">I saw thousands of people on my Saturday walk, and then on Sunday morning when I came back up to Thamel a massive group marched past me. In truth about half looked under 16 and one guy had his headphones in, so really did not seem that interested. It was all peaceful enough but that evening I was back in town to try and catch Liverpool v Chelsea and was in an upstairs bar. I heard shouts from the streets and looked out the window to see thousands of rebels running through the streets carrying burning torches. It was dark and was actually quite a frightening sight, especially with the shouting and hollering, they looked like the Ork Amy from Lord of the Rings. I reckon there was a couple of thousand at least. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" align="LEFT">I have ventured out a couple of times since, but am staying pretty close to home. I have numerous other stories to tell since my last post, some really rather amusing, but they don't seem that relevant right now. </p> Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-42397734153935144692010-04-29T04:55:00.000+01:002010-04-29T06:01:38.756+01:00Riot Doodle<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOB9mBuZ6a2aT0TcLCA8Hvkw7mlTyGCnzo8KiQ1-DF5v-mtfKHQhlIfaYyMoQt58sX1K_DCoHjoHbko6qo-yB-VxbI7t8b5EqYF_PLefpt9VYQ00agkgwRRYXzzAhZfSmu-ye9v5z-L_P/s1600/Week+2+027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOB9mBuZ6a2aT0TcLCA8Hvkw7mlTyGCnzo8KiQ1-DF5v-mtfKHQhlIfaYyMoQt58sX1K_DCoHjoHbko6qo-yB-VxbI7t8b5EqYF_PLefpt9VYQ00agkgwRRYXzzAhZfSmu-ye9v5z-L_P/s400/Week+2+027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465419854605845586" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It has been an interesting week so far. Home life remains much as it is pictured above while perhaps the most important piece of news I have received is that Rum Doodle still stands -<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">woohooo</span>! Word is out that it has in fact just moved location, I have yet to find out where of course, and spent about an hour wandering the streets last Friday (during my meltdown) trying to find it, but to no avail. Yesterday however I heard from an acquaintance that he had dinner there just a few days ago, so I can now breathe easy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I can breathe easy until Saturday. It would appear, as those who have seen my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Facebook</span> status will be aware, that Kathmandu is about to go into mass political upheaval. This is not unusual, but from the tone I've been picking up it sounds like it will be the most serious since 2006 when my good friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kirtley</span> got tear-gassed on a bus (wish I was there to see that). Basically, it's the Maoists again. I can't be bothered to go into a full and probably boring essay on this, but basically these guys have been a rebel faction for some time but rather surprisingly won the last election after the King got booted out. However, the PM fell out with everyone because nobody would let him put his maniac soldiers into the national army; he resigned leaving a typically weak coalition government in charge. </div><div><br /></div><div>He seems to have been sitting quietly for a while but has decided now is the time to kick up a fuss and by that I mean overthrow the current Prime Minister. The PM himself has said that he will happily stand down for anyone...except the Maoist leader. What a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">conundrum. Anyway, talks are ongoing at the moment and if a solution is not reached by close of business tomorrow then all hell will break loose, so fingers crossed. Thas has not been helped by the son of the former King popping back into the country and sounding off about something as well. Everyone seems to hate the government and has lost all faith in politics in this country (sound familiar to those in the UK?), this week 8,000-ish schools where closed because everyone was fed up with the hike in fees. </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Now, I was hoping to escape all this chaos by running off to Pokhara on an all-expenses paid trip to do a little cricket-related work for Aamir, but that went out of the window yesterday when a rather surprising job opportunity came my way. I won't say anything about it now for fear that nothing comes of it, but have a second meeting tomorrow and will see how that goes. Should it come off it means I will have my own place in a rather quieter area and will no longer be kept awake by the various farmyard animals and now the recent drilling that has started in the building next door. Oh, and I may also be able to finally get a warm shower - so far I have managed three out of a possible 18. Not a great return.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last note, I have finally finished uploading all the pictures of various treks in Kathmandu to the Peace Nepal Treks Facebook page and would be hugely grateful if everyone could give it the thumbs up. The more fans we have the better it looks - I have also had to upload the pictures three at a time, which has taken about 30 minutes each go. Next step is to sort the website. Favourite cool picture below. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIGbDI27xDX3QSqJd5bnzE0z_cdDFXZqkK1rag4Rvw1vtWyThfc9lkwYtqbXunPR2c0ClGj0sl4knfHH2qJ15k5TJX5nuXvOnJ8ZkGoCilaZWgl13ex44XJM9gzImFJNc6uiya8iNJpZ8v/s400/IMG_7916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465411467647679650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-82000832776253151282010-04-25T08:59:00.000+01:002010-04-25T09:39:54.056+01:00Meltdowns, Monkeys and Kim Jong Il<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26UmjD7zDVMJds5Zn0A3dNKjSHvN9InDaqGBBbQ7LKycsw89BL7hEDXP0Uznw6A_SXd8vyzEqNKqNuWbddE03RSmvnmVzfRP05Oyxhs5hDu8bN4mRsPf6aw55nLqnb0zSgpUqM9NhEHnC/s1600/Week+2+035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26UmjD7zDVMJds5Zn0A3dNKjSHvN9InDaqGBBbQ7LKycsw89BL7hEDXP0Uznw6A_SXd8vyzEqNKqNuWbddE03RSmvnmVzfRP05Oyxhs5hDu8bN4mRsPf6aw55nLqnb0zSgpUqM9NhEHnC/s320/Week+2+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463989182111612818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">Right, what news? Well, as promised I celebrated The anniversary of The Everest Test in Tom & Jerry's bar on Wednesday night with a couple of quiet ales. It was great to walk in there again and be greeted by the bar staff who immediately pointed to our picture behind the bar and t-shirt on the wall and started asking when we were doing it again. It felt like a bit of a home-coming and I actually felt guilty that it had taken me two weeks to visit the place!</span><div> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">Thursday and Friday were not quite so satisfying. The power situation in this place is enough to drive the most chilled person up the wall. Generally the power is off between the hours of 12-6pm, so yeah, the entire working day. Given that I am trying to re-do a website and upload various bits and pieces online, this is somewhat frustrating. On Thursday I basically read my book all day refusing to give in to the growing fury of failed uploads, but on Friday I could take it no more.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">When midday hit and the power was cut just seconds before an upload completed, that had taken four hours, I had to take myself for a walk in case I threw all my toys out of the pram in front of my Nepali hosts, which probably wouldn't have been the best. Their day of course was largely untroubled as they sat drinking tea and reading the papers...</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">Still, a quiet bar with a roof-top terrace was discovered and I then had a text from a girl I was put in touch with by northern monkey Phil Deacon who is also living out here, so I joined her and a mate for a beer before getting back to work at 6pm, without killing anyone.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">They “work” a six-day week here with Saturday being the only day off. Nir and I were up at 7am as we planned to visit the Monkey Temple (perhaps a subconscious tribute to my northern friends?) which is a major sight in Kathmandu but I had as yet failed to go and see it, although the top can be seen from my house.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">We walked over and it was already damn hot, and as predicted the place was full of monkeys. And dogs. Wild, hairy, flea-ridden dogs, which made me a tad uneasy, especially when I saw one chasing a child probably no older than eight. Still, you get good views from up there, as I had hoped after the several hundred-step climb up, and as we strolled back down it was actually quite peaceful.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: arial;">Then it was a full day with the family. During the last week I've been getting on pretty well with them all, particularly the little fella who I have recently decided looks uncannily like Kim Jong Il, especially when he puts on my glasses. He has a habit of repeating everything I say and then running around in a circle before he falls over, which is always quite entertaining. He did offend me slightly the other day when asking why I was so much larger than his DaDa, and so I politely pointed out that if he kept stuffing his face with lolly-pops he'd be much larger soon too. That told him.</p><p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwrLriWdJ7LaxLzvycDYY-OF3Sm0iQ9TjsO3Y07RPpEQ6IKzX3MHoaVIyWFfvz7mdg1caqAUR1UccTLtSVHwH01l82qpfWu0pILzLtE7rM-KsoYpZbLDABQLHx5q0Yx7Y6RA4cHKmISjA5/s200/Week+2+017.JPG" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMzdAriQ5E2n-0cqK_8x2og_KP3K89hrfqezHr-hwD9888JPri40rcuXxcuICVQCuC-q7Wz_0YfsZX8gK4D5LQB7clCOyIGe8UBmXA8IhXIxg2OrR7wtLAJfbj2gu7gf6vnbtMrJHiAjqP/s200/kim-jong-il-puppet-team-america.jpg" /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Not really sure what's going to happen next week, I had a rather odd call from Aamir today saying that we may be off to Pokhara, although I have no idea how long for and I sure as hell hope he doesn't expect me to pay for any of it! I guess I'll keep you posted on that one.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">In signing off I hope everyone who was stuck overseas has made it home, from what I've heard the weather in England has been unseasonably warm. It's much the same over here but with an added dose of mosquito's. I even managed to get a bite on my eyelid the other day, which left me looking a little frightening. Ah well.</p> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-73075955926074978862010-04-21T11:44:00.000+01:002010-04-21T12:17:20.837+01:00Nostalgia and Pottys<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NyQqVooqXbeHTXyiuI45r9WlK9RIluF6zZweBFOO342zx9hyoNwnQ3SlwAlsly-sQ_8uIHHpMrihz4884fFgYQdMFhH4q7ZGpGJO4_9Li9Zg5wukfJNH0LhKmWxyLzm4jUp5P15kab66/s1600/46.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NyQqVooqXbeHTXyiuI45r9WlK9RIluF6zZweBFOO342zx9hyoNwnQ3SlwAlsly-sQ_8uIHHpMrihz4884fFgYQdMFhH4q7ZGpGJO4_9Li9Zg5wukfJNH0LhKmWxyLzm4jUp5P15kab66/s200/46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462542824700339058" border="0" /></a><br />So, a year ago it was that a group of us had a little jolly up a mountain. A hell of a lot seems to have happened since then, and I do sometimes wonder how on earth we managed it. Still, we did and it's always rather nice to look back with pride on something you did and it leaves me feeling rather misty-eyed when I think back to the day itself, how thoroughly crap a lot of us felt, and how we all grabbed a couple of beers afterwards and celebrated. Frankly, I'd do it again in a heartbeat. <div><br /></div><div>So here I am, back in Nepal, albeit several thousand metres lower than where the match took place, and I seem to finally be settling into some vague sort of routine. It generally involves a fitful nights sleep thanks to various animals, cars and more recently heavy rainfall and winds, getting up around 8am, having twice as much food as I require forced into me before heading to Thamel and sitting in Nir's office for the day. </div><div><br /></div><div>The last few days I've been here nine hours a day re-writing all the content for his website, which I had no idea would take so long. I'm barely halfway through! Of course the numerous power cuts are not much help, but that's something we have to put up with over here. I have had a pretty hefty setback however, my to favourite dining spots in Thamel seem to have closed down, so I am currently mourning Helena's and the phenomenal Rum Doodle (am still waiting on clarification on the latter and am hoping it's being refurbished or something...optimistic I fear).</div><div><br /></div><div>After that it's back home to the family and after much confusion I have finally worked out who everyone I am living with actually is. Nir and his wife I already knew of course, and I had met their 22-month-old boy too. I was convinced this was their only kid, but on the day I flew out here Kirt told chastised me for being so ill-informed and that he actually had three children. So when I arrived and found two girls in the flat I of course assumed they were his daughters. WRONG! The younger one disappeared the next day and has not been seen since, I think she's gone back to the village to go to school there, while the other looks far too old to be Nir's kid, and she is. In fact she is his sister and the other girl is his niece. So thank you for that stitch-up Kirtley, it was either a half-decent gag or you're simply an idiot. I'm settling on the latter.</div><div><br /></div><div>For the first few days I was eyed with deep suspicion by the youngest member of the Lama clan, but it seems that now there is some acceptance, not just by him but by all in fact. The breast-feeding threw me at first, but I've kind of got used to that now (a lot of staring at the ceiling and remarking how wonderfully white the paint is), but when the little lad had his trousers removed and the potty was brought into the living room last night I was a little taken aback, especially as I was just eating my dinner. Still, all a sign of being one of the family I suppose. I am also being called Uncle on a regular basis and have learned the Nepali word for nephew (bhatija for those interested!) so think it is all going swimmingly. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nothing more on the cricket projects, but did manage to get the beach cricket article published on <a href="http://blogs.cricinfo.com/btw/archives/2010/04/beach_cricket_i.php#comments">Cricinfo</a>, which was something of a relief.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:12px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Segoe UI',serif;font-size:12px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;" > </span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>That's all for now, any further news will be posted I can assure you, for now it's back to the grindstone. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:12px;" ></span></div>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-29111425102068226052010-04-18T07:00:00.000+01:002010-04-18T08:28:45.061+01:00Life's a beach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRBSiGzriFLnH5D9axQUmDHzjLpKz4UrKafudCh6skOtXuZ-QnqzBSsvwpF0TixYXtQjzGuMMIBR3C1HgWDT1UJNhYsF0KI39XunOJJrvEGhNAN9Jq8qCgY3IQLshKYJxZUzPYsb5oUQC/s1600/Beach+Cricket+015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRBSiGzriFLnH5D9axQUmDHzjLpKz4UrKafudCh6skOtXuZ-QnqzBSsvwpF0TixYXtQjzGuMMIBR3C1HgWDT1UJNhYsF0KI39XunOJJrvEGhNAN9Jq8qCgY3IQLshKYJxZUzPYsb5oUQC/s320/Beach+Cricket+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461354440094444402" border="0" /></a>Aamir had said he wants to keep me busy while I am here so this weekend he took me about 160ks out of Kathmandu to help out with running the second Beach Cricket Tournament of the year.<br /><br />Now I know what some of you are thinking – Nepal is a landlocked country. However, they have lots of rivers and some pretty big beaches by some of them, so this is where the event was held. The intention was I would just write about it and try to get it posted on Cricinfo and Cricket World while maybe doing a bit of commentating, which I was a tad unsure about. Upon arrival however, after a rather bumpy four hour bus ride, I was informed that I would be playing for the Nepal Police Health Club, run by the previously mentioned Don.<br /><br />I should mention at this point that it was hot. Unbearably hot in fact. So hot that during the weekend I went though no less than six different tops, probably a record of some sort. I was pretty grateful I had whipped off all my hair before flying out at this point, and wished I'd ditched the beard too.<br /><br />The tournament five-a-side and five overs with everyone bowling and there was an inter-bank competition with eight teams, and a corporate one with six, taking place over two days with a piss up thrown in the middle. The standard of cricket was patchy at best, but it was a great laugh. Towards the end of the first day they thrust a microphone at me and demanded I commentate like Geoffrey Boycott. Unable to do that I seemed to morph into a combination of David Lloyd and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZyTLYl6lJw">Ferris Bueller</a>, which went down rather well as it turned out, and I had a much longer stint on Saturday. <div><br /></div><div>The party that night was typically entertaining, Aamir had invited a girl to come along as “Goodwill Ambassador” - whatever that means – and she is rather famous in Nepal...or should that be infamous? She's done a few music videos and two movies, but has recently become rather better known for some filming done at home. One cool part of the evening was I saw a guy wearing a Brazil Football shirt with United Gurkha written on the back, so I asked him about it and we had a chat. The next morning he then came and gave it to me, which was awesome! Also turned out that he's friends with Nir, small world.<br /><br />Anyway, during the two days most of the chaps were scared stiff of this girl, Nepali men being famous for their shyness around people they don't know, which was all rather amusing. What makes it even funnier is that these same guys are absolutely relentless when it comes to taking the piss out of each other and making fools out of themselves when they are around people they know, so I fitted in relatively well with my own brand of humour (stealing security guard hats and throwing a few shapes on the dance-floor).</div><div><br />The bus ride back today was something of a highlight as well. We left around 4:30 and I was expecting a quiet journey with my iPod, as had been the ride over, but one of the lads called Abhaya had other ideas. This guy plays occasionally for the national side (when he can get the time off work) and chose to lead the bus in song for more than half of the four-hour ride home. For those on Everest a year ago, the Milky Tea song featured heavily.</div><div><br />Needless to say it was insisted that I contribute, so what else could I perform other than 10cc's classic 'Dreadlock Holiday'. Clearly nobody knew the song, which isn't surprising since I sang the Drovers CC version, but they all got involved with lots of clapping and shouting in the necessary places, which was marvellous. I considered a full rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, but felt a nine-minute epic was not quite what they were after!<br /><br />As I left the bus there were rumours going around that I had made the headlines in a few local papers thanks to my performance on the pitch on Friday (the Saturday hangover meant we tumbled out in the semi-finals) and this morning I have <a href="http://www.nepalnews.com/main/index.php/photo-gallery/gallery/932.html">discovered this</a> which is quite entertaining.<br /><br /></div><div>I wonder what next week will bring!</div>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-50347712738596226502010-04-18T06:29:00.001+01:002010-04-18T08:24:44.839+01:00What Next?<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">On Wednesday I met up with Aamir, he of the cricket related projects, and while they have clearly stalled enormously he still believes that he will get it up and running again. We went for lunch at a “traditional” Nepali restaurant (dusty floors, no cutlery) and ate a curry, which was probably a little foolish of me but everyone else ordered one and I didn't want to be rude! </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Aamir told me that he has arranged for a cricket match between some Indian celebrities and some Nepali ones to take place in about three weeks time and wants me to help out with some of the organisation. It is also part of the launch of Visit Nepal Year 2011 when the government are trying to attract a million visitors to the country. Aamir has been placed in charge of the sports side of the event, which is rather convenient for me. He then took me to the proposed site of the new stadium (he and the guys with me really took the piss when I tried to put my seatbelt on – my protests of “I want to live” and “I've seen how you guys drive” fell on deaf ears and I was the butt of all jokes for several hours). </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Next we visited a particularly fancy resort called Gokarna where there is a great looking Golf Course and hotel, before heading to his mates health/social club for a considerable amount of booze and food to see in the New Year (2067 apparently – they work off a different calendar here, something to do with the birth of Bhudda). His mate, known simply as “The Don” then hooked up a big screen and projector so we could watch the IPL while sitting on the roof terrace eating and drinking. To top it off I also managed to win R1000 courtesy of a little bet with the proprietor – <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iqw5Dek40es">thank you KP</a>. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Thursday morning I had my first ride on the back of a Nepali motorbike, while feeling a little worse for wear, and I'll leave you with the fact that all my limbs are still intact, but only just. I then had to go home and prepare myself for a weekend at the beach...</p><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } A:link { so-language: zxx </style><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --></style>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-45298622867728166382010-04-18T06:21:00.000+01:002010-04-18T06:25:15.035+01:00Kathmandu & Kathmandon'tWell despite a few hiccups (wrong terminal at Heathrow and no Indian visa) and perhaps the worlds worst hangover (thanks to messers <a href="http://img1.tvloop.com/img/showpics/e5/f8/m3495d23a0001_1_27338.jpg">Lister </a>and <a href="http://www.phoenixhotelgeelong.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/fat-yak-logo.jpg">Staveley</a> for that), I arrived in Kathmandu and as yet have not got sick...only a matter of time though.<br /><br />I am living with a Nepali family, of which only one of the five speaks English, so beyond saying Namaste a lot and nodding I've not really cracked the conversation, will keep at it though.<br /><br />My number over here is +977 9849144720, despite the fact that I am six hours ahead of the UK sleeping has so far been kept to a mimimum thanks largely to mooing cows, which start off the barking dogs, who in turn wake the roosters.<br /><br />Thankfully I am a big fan of rice, as it looks as though I am going to be eating a lot of that in the coming weeks, awesome.Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975173717845618257.post-46405356414136215032010-04-18T06:18:00.000+01:002010-04-18T07:22:00.895+01:00What Am I Doing?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaYRMXFzxs-LlYMuG1ivnByQUJS9NTpx7ROPV4gIouvqedCW-pPmmHS243CI9ac_8p7nnzAkiqn32iNPeWpaOLqYIqU9nh92eQDBd8XrpOmtPqcGgr4zFBn7Ag-SLw3BR6GxJKecyGQI-t/s1600/Kathmandu+024.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaYRMXFzxs-LlYMuG1ivnByQUJS9NTpx7ROPV4gIouvqedCW-pPmmHS243CI9ac_8p7nnzAkiqn32iNPeWpaOLqYIqU9nh92eQDBd8XrpOmtPqcGgr4zFBn7Ag-SLw3BR6GxJKecyGQI-t/s200/Kathmandu+024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461358862517015714" /></a><br />OK, I guess first I should explain why on earth I am currently living in Nepal, which is harder than it sounds. <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">I first visited the place on Christmas Day 2008, as part of the planning for The Everest Test, which by now I am sure most of you know all about/are bored to tears with. That was when I first met guys like Nir, Bil, Sataya, Prem and Dharma. Kirt and I were only there for a week but by that stage I was already thinking about what I was going to do after we had got the expedition out of the way and living abroad had always appealed. Admittedly I was thinking more about somewhere like Sydney or Queenstown, but this was a different(all right, very different) option. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">It was three months on from then that we were back for the trip itself and I got to see a totally different part of Nepal, the Himalayas themselves. You shouldn't really need me to tell you that they are awesome and I immediately wanted to return and see/do more in the region. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">In the time between Christmas and April Kirt and I received many emails from a chap called Aamir Akhtar, a former international cricketer in Nepal who was educated in India and England and was very excited about what we were doing. We met him a couple of times and Team Hillary all went along to his cricket academy on the first day and taught the kids there a few things and donated a load of kit. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">In the months after the expedition Aamir was in touch again asking if Kirt and I wanted to help him on his project of building a new stadium in Kathmandu. By now I had quit my job at Flight Centre and was back home writing a book on the past 18 months (which I'm sure will get mentioned again some time). He basically wanted some westerners to lend credibility and professionalism to the project and I agreed to it, so back I went to Kathmandu in September, this time for a month, to find out a little more. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">On this third trip as well as planning for a new career I got to see even more of Nepal, Nir's village in the hills, the Langtang trekking region, Chitwan National Park (which is full of elephants, crocs, rhinos and even a few tigers), as well as finally visiting Pokhara, a truly beautiful town, and doing some white water rafting. Aamir and I discussed my role in his business and it was agreed that I would come out to live. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">I was originally due back in January but things got delayed for a while, then a longer while and longer still until I eventually decided to write off Aamir for the time being. I had however, decided I would go to Nepal and not being one to back out of a decision I flew back on April 11<sup>th</sup> 2010. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">The intention now is primarily to help Nir gain more business for his trekking company, www.peacenepaltreks.com, who took us up the mountain for the cricket and have not received the publicity or future business that we hoped it would generate. For such a wonderfully happy people all the boys I have got to know seem distinctly down in the dumps, and I really feel a little duty bound to try and help them out. How I am going to do that I don't really know, but I owe it to them to try. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">So here I am, flying totally by the seat of my pants and wondering where this little jaunt will take me. I arrived on a 90-day visa with my return date booked for July 8<sup>th</sup>, however should things go according to plan I intend to stay as long as I need to in order to feel I have achieved something tangible. I hope you enjoy reading about it....and have not yet dozed off at your desk!</p>Curryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12110833006366786471noreply@blogger.com0