Yes, I’ve seen bigger and more awe-inspiring falls. But a loud rushing Devi’s Falls waterfall is always great. This one disappears and drops out of sight and is hidden in an underground gorge and the Seti Gandaki River.
We got up BEFORE the crack of dawn so we could walk up many, many steps, and be here at the Peace Pagoda to see the sunrise over the mountain peaks. It didn’t happen, but the Pagoda was beautiful and good exercise to get up there. The picture of a phone was what we MIGHT HAVE SEEN THIS MORNING IF THE WEATHER COOPERATED.
I think the signs are interesting. No jumping. (Wonder if they have a lot of suicides.) And notice the NO NAKED sign in the lower left corner.
We had to take off our shoes to walk up the actual pagoda, but it was fun to find statues on every side of the building. And a cool view of my travel buddies below.
I ALWAYS have a photo to show that good ‘ole American capitalism hits EVERY place in the world. If it isn’t Coke, then it’s KFC or Mickey D’s.
If I can’t see it in reality. I can see it in miniature!
Dedicated to the mountaineers who lost their lives — And there are a lot of them!!
This was all in the International Mountain Museum. So much to see. I loved all the info about proof of yetis. And the photo with all the air tanks, etc., is trash that early climbers just left behind on the mountain. Slowly, current climbers are bringing all the trash down with them.
This stuff reminds me of Jessie’s dad and how he tried to climb Mt. Everest WITHOUT OXYGEN, but didn’t make it either time.
Even the mountain museum had a prayer room.
This is a REAL flower (bird of paradise?) at one of the hotels. Unbelievable!!
We all went to the home of a Tibetan refugee family. 50 years ago, they were given a part of the city in which to settle from Tibet. We met the father, who left Tibet with his family at age 10. He did a lot of contruction work and menial labor jobs in his lifetime. We met his son and his granddaughter.
Nepal does not let anyone become a citizen, even if they are born in Nepal. So these people are STILL considered refugees from Tibet for 50 and 70 years!
Finally!! Here is the mountain peaking out from the clouds!
I didn’t realize there’s this wheelchair sitting out in the open. I took the picture of the Pokhara Airport. And we DID see the Himalayas from the plane. The next photo is showing the ridiculous crowds back in Katmandu — cars, scooters, vans everywhere.
This is the ancient city of Patan, known as the city of Fine Arts with Hindu temples and striking Buddhist Monuments.
My ‘artsy’ picture. Two woman through an upper window.
I like being able to walk along these little third story corridors in this Museum.
Lunch was not provided this day, so we ate at the upstairs restaurant called Cafe Du Temple. Tom had spaghetti and and I ate pizza — a thrilling change from the spicy food.
I think this is the Golden Temple. At least half the buildings had been renovated after the 2015 earthquake.
I needed to enjoy this warm weather, because I wore Uggs boots most my time in Bhutan!
Interesting to see them tearing up the streets to put in new electrical works. I understand just a year ago, they had the street torn up to put in water pipes. The question (asked of many municipalities) why couldn’t they do it AT THE TIME TIME?
Good to be back at the familiar Yak and Yeti hotel for a night before we said goodbye to Anup, had a dinner at the home of an affluent Nepalese family and on to Bhutan.
The dinner was the same old food they are so proud of and I was getting VERY tired of it. And because we were in someone’s home and the matriarch was sitting right there, I took no pictures!!
I never did get into any of these hotel pools except I laid in the sun one afternoon.
Safe Travels!!