Tuesday, July 07, 2009
We're Home(less)
After a whirlwind four days in Delhi we hopped a flight to JFK and are getting over our jetlag in lovely Hamden, CT, where we'll be based for the time being.
Monday, June 29, 2009
The End is Nigh
Tonight is our last night on the road. We have a full day in Delhi tomorrow and then we're on the midnight flight to JFK.
We wrapped up our stay in Rajastan with a few nights in Jasilmer, a town within and around a stunning fort.
One of our nights there was spent on cots alone in the desert after we rode camels out there. It rained at night, but we woke up to a nice morning of playing in the dunes and riding our camels back out.
From there we took a luxurious 18 hour AC overnight train to Delhi, where it hit 109 today. Even so, we're running around hitting every market we can and eating until we can eat no more.
We're excited to see everyone back home - and we certainly could use some R&R - but we're going to miss the pleasures of the road...
We wrapped up our stay in Rajastan with a few nights in Jasilmer, a town within and around a stunning fort.
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One of our nights there was spent on cots alone in the desert after we rode camels out there. It rained at night, but we woke up to a nice morning of playing in the dunes and riding our camels back out.
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From there we took a luxurious 18 hour AC overnight train to Delhi, where it hit 109 today. Even so, we're running around hitting every market we can and eating until we can eat no more.
We're excited to see everyone back home - and we certainly could use some R&R - but we're going to miss the pleasures of the road...
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Jodhpur - Far Fewer Funny Pants Than Expected
Our next stop was Jodhpur, home of baggy pants which aren't even in style here anymore. Lucky for them, they are also home to the much more intriguing saffron lassi.
Jodhpur is also home to one of the nicer of the dozens of forts we're seen. Included in our admission was one of the better audio tours we've taken. From the fort you look down on the old city, which is famously blue.
Jodhpur is also home to one of the nicer of the dozens of forts we're seen. Included in our admission was one of the better audio tours we've taken. From the fort you look down on the old city, which is famously blue.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Tasty Udaipur
From Pushkar we headed another 5 hours by bus to Udaipur. Udaipur is a bit of a fairytale city and for those of you who are Bond fans, it is home to the Lake Palace where some of Octopussy was filmed. Once again, the lake was dry, so some of the magic was lacking, but I still fell in love with the place.
What makes Udaipur really special is that it is packed with havelis (mansions) most of which have been turned into hotels or have at least been restored. The havelis have intricately painted walls with flowers and scenes of the maharajas, interesting scalloped archway doors and windows and it feels like you stepped into another world. We stayed in a haveli right in the middle of it all and even though we had the cheapest room there, it still felt pretty special. We also went to a dance performance in another one around the corner.
There is not much to do per say, but we left the tourist trail for a little bit and entered the real Udaipur where there was a wonderful spice market, lots of sari shops, sweets and even a special local paan shop where we got our first taste of the very popular "chewing tobacco". I put that in quotes as we actually did not have any tobacco in ours and if I understood the guy well, I think we had what the locals call girly paan - a flat leaf filled with all kinds of sweet flavors, including a maraschino cherry and some mint flavoring. The place was packed and this guy makes his paan individually to taste and was eager to have us try a little. Howie liked it... I chewed politely for as long as I could and when we were out of sight, spit it out immediately.
In the evening we decided we would try another cooking class. This one seemed a bit more professional and it ended up being the Indian experience we had been waiting for. Shashi, our wonderful and patient teacher, was not only a fabulous cook, but has a fascinating story. When her oldest son was about 9, her husband was killed by his best friend over a money dispute. Because she is of the highest caste, Brahman, she was not allowed to leave the house for one full year, the first 45 days of which she did not leave the corner of the room as family came cried and left. When she was finally able to leave the house, she had no way of earning any money for her kids - because of her caste she was not allowed to do menial labor or re-marry. Secretly for a few years she did laundry for some hotels at 2 rupees a piece and she would also sneak out in the mornings and do some housework, making sure to be back before anyone noticed what was going on. It was not until she met a foreigner who suggested the cooking class that she began doing the work, learning English from the tourists as she taught them to cook. Various tourists have helped out, copying the recipes into various languages so she can hand out recipe books and things like that. Now she has two sons in business school and while she still lives simple, she is doing a heck of a business.
The cooking class was in her kitchen and since it was school holiday she had her sister and nephews visiting. The house is simple, one room and the kitchen off of that and since there were so many people around, it was like being in either of our family's kitchens during a holiday. We were chopping and cooking and kids would come in and steal a tomato or nag Shashi for something.
We cooked way too much food starting with masala chai (the secret ingredient of which was peppercorns, who knew?) vegetable pakora (little deep fried veggie fritters), eggplant and potato masala curry, vegetable pulau (veggies and rice, pulau is heavy on the veg and light on the rice, biryani is heavy on the rice, low on the other ingredients)naan stuffed with tomato and cheese, paratha (fried Indian bread, both plain and sweet) and plain chipati. We ate our food with the family, chatting and enjoying and really feeling at home. We ate as much as we could, until we were about to explode (although we just could not eat it all as Shashi would have liked), and we are looking forward to trying a few of our new tricks when we get back home.
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What makes Udaipur really special is that it is packed with havelis (mansions) most of which have been turned into hotels or have at least been restored. The havelis have intricately painted walls with flowers and scenes of the maharajas, interesting scalloped archway doors and windows and it feels like you stepped into another world. We stayed in a haveli right in the middle of it all and even though we had the cheapest room there, it still felt pretty special. We also went to a dance performance in another one around the corner.
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There is not much to do per say, but we left the tourist trail for a little bit and entered the real Udaipur where there was a wonderful spice market, lots of sari shops, sweets and even a special local paan shop where we got our first taste of the very popular "chewing tobacco". I put that in quotes as we actually did not have any tobacco in ours and if I understood the guy well, I think we had what the locals call girly paan - a flat leaf filled with all kinds of sweet flavors, including a maraschino cherry and some mint flavoring. The place was packed and this guy makes his paan individually to taste and was eager to have us try a little. Howie liked it... I chewed politely for as long as I could and when we were out of sight, spit it out immediately.
In the evening we decided we would try another cooking class. This one seemed a bit more professional and it ended up being the Indian experience we had been waiting for. Shashi, our wonderful and patient teacher, was not only a fabulous cook, but has a fascinating story. When her oldest son was about 9, her husband was killed by his best friend over a money dispute. Because she is of the highest caste, Brahman, she was not allowed to leave the house for one full year, the first 45 days of which she did not leave the corner of the room as family came cried and left. When she was finally able to leave the house, she had no way of earning any money for her kids - because of her caste she was not allowed to do menial labor or re-marry. Secretly for a few years she did laundry for some hotels at 2 rupees a piece and she would also sneak out in the mornings and do some housework, making sure to be back before anyone noticed what was going on. It was not until she met a foreigner who suggested the cooking class that she began doing the work, learning English from the tourists as she taught them to cook. Various tourists have helped out, copying the recipes into various languages so she can hand out recipe books and things like that. Now she has two sons in business school and while she still lives simple, she is doing a heck of a business.
The cooking class was in her kitchen and since it was school holiday she had her sister and nephews visiting. The house is simple, one room and the kitchen off of that and since there were so many people around, it was like being in either of our family's kitchens during a holiday. We were chopping and cooking and kids would come in and steal a tomato or nag Shashi for something.
We cooked way too much food starting with masala chai (the secret ingredient of which was peppercorns, who knew?) vegetable pakora (little deep fried veggie fritters), eggplant and potato masala curry, vegetable pulau (veggies and rice, pulau is heavy on the veg and light on the rice, biryani is heavy on the rice, low on the other ingredients)naan stuffed with tomato and cheese, paratha (fried Indian bread, both plain and sweet) and plain chipati. We ate our food with the family, chatting and enjoying and really feeling at home. We ate as much as we could, until we were about to explode (although we just could not eat it all as Shashi would have liked), and we are looking forward to trying a few of our new tricks when we get back home.
On the camel trail
We are now in the heart of Rajasthan and have hit the land of castles, forts, turbans, spice markets and camels. The heat has gone up, sand storms have started and we are getting back into the run back to the room in the middle of the day or risk melting.
The first stop was Jaipur, famed for its pink old city. Personally I would call it more of a salmon color, but anyway, it is an old city and it is, in fact, pink. It was not quite as charming as we had expected an old city to be - the roads were quite busy and it was not what I would call quaint - but we had a really nice time wandering around.
The main sight is the city palace, which lucky for us had an audio tour included in the ticket price. The tour was actually really well done, albeit a little on the wordy side, and we got a good dose of culture. The palace is in great condition, with some stunningly painted walls and hosts exhibits of everything from the textiles of the royal family to the armour worn in battle.
From Jaipur we took a bus about 5 hours to Pushkar, which is famous for its lake and camel fair. While the lake was completely dry and the camel fair not going on this time of year, Pushkar is the kind of laid back town that backpackers flock to and get stuck in. It has windy small streets and is packed with temples, including the biggest Brahman temple (sorry no pictures allowed). Much of Pushkar is closed in the off season, but we enjoyed the temple hopping and the fresh fruit juice/lassi guy. Funny enough, we did not see any camels in Pushkar, but we did see a lot of camel handbags and shoes...I guess if you are not lucky enough to get a job at the camel fair, your fate is sealed.
The first stop was Jaipur, famed for its pink old city. Personally I would call it more of a salmon color, but anyway, it is an old city and it is, in fact, pink. It was not quite as charming as we had expected an old city to be - the roads were quite busy and it was not what I would call quaint - but we had a really nice time wandering around.
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The main sight is the city palace, which lucky for us had an audio tour included in the ticket price. The tour was actually really well done, albeit a little on the wordy side, and we got a good dose of culture. The palace is in great condition, with some stunningly painted walls and hosts exhibits of everything from the textiles of the royal family to the armour worn in battle.
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From Jaipur we took a bus about 5 hours to Pushkar, which is famous for its lake and camel fair. While the lake was completely dry and the camel fair not going on this time of year, Pushkar is the kind of laid back town that backpackers flock to and get stuck in. It has windy small streets and is packed with temples, including the biggest Brahman temple (sorry no pictures allowed). Much of Pushkar is closed in the off season, but we enjoyed the temple hopping and the fresh fruit juice/lassi guy. Funny enough, we did not see any camels in Pushkar, but we did see a lot of camel handbags and shoes...I guess if you are not lucky enough to get a job at the camel fair, your fate is sealed.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
As good as the hype
As hard as it is to believe, the Taj Mahal is as beautiful and magical as it is hyped up to be. We went at 6AM to beat the crowds and the heat of the day and it was truly incredible. The Taj sucks you in and no matter how hard you try, you cannot take your eyes off it. We spent about 2 hours gaping and snapping endless photos and we could have stayed longer.
We also made it to the Agra Fort, which is across the river from the Taj and aside from being a pretty cool in and of itself, has amazing views of, you guessed it, the Taj Mahal. You would have thought two hours up close was enough, but not for us.
Despite all the pretty horrible things people have to say about Agra (it is often said the Taj is the only thing the city has going for it) we really enjoyed our time there. I think Jakarta really prepared us for India's cities - a few piles of garbage and an open sewer or two do not scare us! We had a blast checking out the local food joints and wandering the local markets (we hit a spice market that could make your eyes water just wandering down the street.)
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We also made it to the Agra Fort, which is across the river from the Taj and aside from being a pretty cool in and of itself, has amazing views of, you guessed it, the Taj Mahal. You would have thought two hours up close was enough, but not for us.
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Despite all the pretty horrible things people have to say about Agra (it is often said the Taj is the only thing the city has going for it) we really enjoyed our time there. I think Jakarta really prepared us for India's cities - a few piles of garbage and an open sewer or two do not scare us! We had a blast checking out the local food joints and wandering the local markets (we hit a spice market that could make your eyes water just wandering down the street.)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Entering an Indian kitchen
Walking back to the hotel our last night in Orcha, we stumbled on the very nice man asking us to his restaurant. We had actually noticed the place before and were talking about eating there, so we were happy to give it a shot. We also noticed that the sign said they had cooking classes. We asked and he was happy to oblige - dinner that night and a lunch cooking class before our 3:30 train in his kitchen "like family". Dinner was really tasty, so we were pretty psyched to do some cooking.
Well, maybe I did not want to see the inside of an Indian kitchen. First off, it was TINY. A little square room with a table and chairs squeezed in for us. There was leftover food everywhere, tons of flies, some giant ants and no running water. Honestly though, I ate in many places in Indo that I am sure were worse, so I just took a deep breath and let it go.
Squeezed into the kitchen was us, the owner who invited us, Mr. Salim who was the chef and after about 10 minutes a French couple that wandered in looking for lunch. In the door peering in was the owners wife and 4 year old son. There was barely room to move our arms let alone chop. Each time we made something we got one demo from Mr. Salim and then each one of us got a turn. If the turn was at the stove, a game of musical chairs ensued each of us moving one over to let someone out or back in. None of us chopped to any Indian in the room's liking, we all made lopsided chapati and in the end, we all got too lazy to even take turns and I was tasked with "finishing up."
The two dishes we made were good - aloo paratha, a stuffed bread with potatoes, onion, garlic, chilis and tons of other spices, and dhal fry, which as sauteed onion, tomato, garlic, spices, some soupy lentils (which appeared from god only knows where while I was minding the frying pan)and a lot of ghee (Indian very rich butter) - and it was fabulously comical from beginning to end.
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Well, maybe I did not want to see the inside of an Indian kitchen. First off, it was TINY. A little square room with a table and chairs squeezed in for us. There was leftover food everywhere, tons of flies, some giant ants and no running water. Honestly though, I ate in many places in Indo that I am sure were worse, so I just took a deep breath and let it go.
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Squeezed into the kitchen was us, the owner who invited us, Mr. Salim who was the chef and after about 10 minutes a French couple that wandered in looking for lunch. In the door peering in was the owners wife and 4 year old son. There was barely room to move our arms let alone chop. Each time we made something we got one demo from Mr. Salim and then each one of us got a turn. If the turn was at the stove, a game of musical chairs ensued each of us moving one over to let someone out or back in. None of us chopped to any Indian in the room's liking, we all made lopsided chapati and in the end, we all got too lazy to even take turns and I was tasked with "finishing up."
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The two dishes we made were good - aloo paratha, a stuffed bread with potatoes, onion, garlic, chilis and tons of other spices, and dhal fry, which as sauteed onion, tomato, garlic, spices, some soupy lentils (which appeared from god only knows where while I was minding the frying pan)and a lot of ghee (Indian very rich butter) - and it was fabulously comical from beginning to end.
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After enjoying the Ganges, we headed to the smaller and quieter Khajuraho, famous for its many ancient Hindu temples with detailed and stone carvings. What makes this place stand out is not only the number of temples and temple ruins, but also the carvings themselves which lean quite often to an erotic nature. Yes, that was not a typo, erotic, not exotic. This is the home of everything Kama Sutra and you can get everything from "exercise books" to playing cards and coasters with people entwined in all kinds of insane positions.
The carvings are impressive, erotic or not, and we spent a full two days wandering the town and its outskirts. It was especially fun with the good camera. The only downside to Khajuraho was that there are not many tourists this time of year and it seems there is no other industry to keep people busy. We were literally followed almost everywhere and not one person ended a conversation without asking us to just look at their shop. Just look, no buy! Why not??
From there we headed to another historic spot, Orcha, where instead of temples there are forts and palaces. Also small Orcha itself is tiny, but you cannot look in any direction without spotting a ruin of some sort. Luckily the nice thing about forts and palaces is that they are shady, so we were really able to make the most of our time there.
Most of the structures are in tact and some of rooms still have some gorgeous paintings on the walls. Since security is a bit lax as well, we really got to do some great climbing up towers and scrambling thru ruins. I imagine the place would be in better shape if someone paid more attention, but it was nice to be free to do as we pleased.
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The carvings are impressive, erotic or not, and we spent a full two days wandering the town and its outskirts. It was especially fun with the good camera. The only downside to Khajuraho was that there are not many tourists this time of year and it seems there is no other industry to keep people busy. We were literally followed almost everywhere and not one person ended a conversation without asking us to just look at their shop. Just look, no buy! Why not??
From there we headed to another historic spot, Orcha, where instead of temples there are forts and palaces. Also small Orcha itself is tiny, but you cannot look in any direction without spotting a ruin of some sort. Luckily the nice thing about forts and palaces is that they are shady, so we were really able to make the most of our time there.
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Most of the structures are in tact and some of rooms still have some gorgeous paintings on the walls. Since security is a bit lax as well, we really got to do some great climbing up towers and scrambling thru ruins. I imagine the place would be in better shape if someone paid more attention, but it was nice to be free to do as we pleased.
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Friday, June 05, 2009
Bathing in Our Own Sweat (Not the Ganges)
It's wedding season here in India and on our last night in Bodgaya we stumbled upon a couple. They had all the usual music and dancing and then the celebration moved to the streets, where participants paraded along 'till all hours. We reluctantly gave in and even danced along for a block or two.
We spent the last few days in Varanasi, one of the holiest sites along the Ganges. Hordes of pilgrims come here to bathe in the river - or to be cremated on its banks. We've witnessed lots of both and despite the oppressive heat, it's been fascinating.
Varanasi has the ancient feel of Cairo or Jerusalem, with winding, narrow, shop-filled streets and the added attraction of the Ganges. We've spent hours wandering around the old part of the city and strolling along the waterfront. We also hired a boat to take us out on the river at sunrise and a rickshaw to show us around some of the temples around town.
In an attempt to appease the weather gods and bring a much needed break to the heatwave, Haviva even set a candle adrift on the Ganges. We'll let you know if it works.
Tonight we're taking the 11:20PM train to some random town, where we hope to arrive in time to change to an 8:00AM bus to take us five hours to some other town where there are supposed to be great ancient temples to see. We had good luck on our three hour train ride getting to Varanasi, so we're hopeful. We're riding in style - in an AC compartment with six other people. Should be fun.
More photos online at http://picasaweb.google.com/howieandhaviva/India#
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We spent the last few days in Varanasi, one of the holiest sites along the Ganges. Hordes of pilgrims come here to bathe in the river - or to be cremated on its banks. We've witnessed lots of both and despite the oppressive heat, it's been fascinating.
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Varanasi has the ancient feel of Cairo or Jerusalem, with winding, narrow, shop-filled streets and the added attraction of the Ganges. We've spent hours wandering around the old part of the city and strolling along the waterfront. We also hired a boat to take us out on the river at sunrise and a rickshaw to show us around some of the temples around town.
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In an attempt to appease the weather gods and bring a much needed break to the heatwave, Haviva even set a candle adrift on the Ganges. We'll let you know if it works.
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Tonight we're taking the 11:20PM train to some random town, where we hope to arrive in time to change to an 8:00AM bus to take us five hours to some other town where there are supposed to be great ancient temples to see. We had good luck on our three hour train ride getting to Varanasi, so we're hopeful. We're riding in style - in an AC compartment with six other people. Should be fun.
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More photos online at http://picasaweb.google.com/howieandhaviva/India#
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
After three ridiculously long, filthy days on local buses, we finally landed in relaxing (by Indian standards) Bodgaya, the home of the bodhi tree under which Buddha attained enlightenment. The trip here was complicated by a dearth of train tickets due to it being school holidays, so we've ditched our plan to visit Calcutta and will instead start our journey west.
Being an important Buddhist (and Hindu) pilgrimage site, Bodgaya has temples built by Buddhists from around the world. Haviva has taken to calling it the Epcot center of Buddhism, which is pretty apt. You walk down the main road past temples that look like they were shipped in straight from Thailand, Tibet, Burma, Japan, etc. Each has monks and staff from their respective countries, so it's quite an international scene during the busy season, we're told. Of course, the current sweltering weather and impending monsoon has scared most of them off for now.
During our wanderings we met a nice Indian monk who is studying at the Thai temple. He took us for a little tour and sat us down under our very own bodhi tree to teach us a little. I'm not sure we found enlightenment, but it was most interesting.
Tomorrow we're heading to another holy place, Varanassi. We managed to get ourselves a cheap non-AC seat on the three hour train, so we'll get to find out how it compares to the cheap seats on the bus, I guess.
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Being an important Buddhist (and Hindu) pilgrimage site, Bodgaya has temples built by Buddhists from around the world. Haviva has taken to calling it the Epcot center of Buddhism, which is pretty apt. You walk down the main road past temples that look like they were shipped in straight from Thailand, Tibet, Burma, Japan, etc. Each has monks and staff from their respective countries, so it's quite an international scene during the busy season, we're told. Of course, the current sweltering weather and impending monsoon has scared most of them off for now.
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During our wanderings we met a nice Indian monk who is studying at the Thai temple. He took us for a little tour and sat us down under our very own bodhi tree to teach us a little. I'm not sure we found enlightenment, but it was most interesting.
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Tomorrow we're heading to another holy place, Varanassi. We managed to get ourselves a cheap non-AC seat on the three hour train, so we'll get to find out how it compares to the cheap seats on the bus, I guess.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Our Last Week In Nepal
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From there we spent a night in Baktapur, the second of three main cities in the Kathmandu valley. It's a huge, historic town with lots of charm and less pollution and traffic.
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We spent our final day in Kathmandu at the prayer flagged monkey temple and now its off to India, a great unknown for both of us. It's hot and soon to be wet there, so we're not sure how long we'll last, but we're too close not to give it a shot.
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More from Calcutta, which it's going to take us three days of travel to reach...
Friday, May 22, 2009
Around the Kathmandu Valley
We had to come back to Kathmandu to apply for our Indian visa (something we should have done ages ago, but for some reason did not) so we decided to make the best of it and see some of the sights around te city. The valley is packed with important temples and pilgrimage sites and now we have the time to check the out - our visa will not be ready until the 28th.
We started the day a Pashputinath - the largest Hindu temple in Nepal. Only Hindus are allowed into the temple itself, but the grounds along the Bagmati River are quite a thing to behold. AS well, the Bagmati makes its way to the Ganges and therefore is a popular location for cremations, one of which happened to take place while we were there.
To be honest, I was expecting it to be horrific, but it was shockingly not so at all. The rituals go beyond just the burning of the body and the nature of the act seems to create a wonderful sense of closure for the family. The men of the family (no women are allowed to be involved) bring the body, which is wrapped tightly in a white cloth and then covered by a bright silk cloth, to the river and dunk the feet in the water, as well as sprinkle the while body with the water and red powder. They then bring the body to the cremation site and perform several rituals, around the body, including more water and red powder. The "clothing" is then carefully removed while straw is placed over te body and then lit on fire. We were told the bodies burn for 4 hours.
From there we walked to Boudhanath, one of the most important Buddhist stupas in Nepal. (Nepalese love the superlatives.) It was a very pleasant 20 minute walk and upon entering the stupa grounds, you are entering what feels like an oasis to the city.
The stupa is huge and surrounded by a pedestrian path on which people are circumambulating the stupa, mumbling prayers and turning prayer wheels. There are monks from all over the world, as well as many Tibetans dressed traditonally, making the rounds and with the hum of music in the background and the general calm it is easy to forget the crazy city that is only steps away. After making our way around we stopped at one of the many monestaries overlooking the stupa and just hung out. It was easy to get sucked in to the calm and staring eyes of the stupa; a wonderful way to end the day.
Tomorrow we head to Bondipur, an old town that supposedly is not ravaged by tourism and has some good day hikes. Should kill some time before we need to be back here for the visa.
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We started the day a Pashputinath - the largest Hindu temple in Nepal. Only Hindus are allowed into the temple itself, but the grounds along the Bagmati River are quite a thing to behold. AS well, the Bagmati makes its way to the Ganges and therefore is a popular location for cremations, one of which happened to take place while we were there.
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To be honest, I was expecting it to be horrific, but it was shockingly not so at all. The rituals go beyond just the burning of the body and the nature of the act seems to create a wonderful sense of closure for the family. The men of the family (no women are allowed to be involved) bring the body, which is wrapped tightly in a white cloth and then covered by a bright silk cloth, to the river and dunk the feet in the water, as well as sprinkle the while body with the water and red powder. They then bring the body to the cremation site and perform several rituals, around the body, including more water and red powder. The "clothing" is then carefully removed while straw is placed over te body and then lit on fire. We were told the bodies burn for 4 hours.
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From there we walked to Boudhanath, one of the most important Buddhist stupas in Nepal. (Nepalese love the superlatives.) It was a very pleasant 20 minute walk and upon entering the stupa grounds, you are entering what feels like an oasis to the city.
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The stupa is huge and surrounded by a pedestrian path on which people are circumambulating the stupa, mumbling prayers and turning prayer wheels. There are monks from all over the world, as well as many Tibetans dressed traditonally, making the rounds and with the hum of music in the background and the general calm it is easy to forget the crazy city that is only steps away. After making our way around we stopped at one of the many monestaries overlooking the stupa and just hung out. It was easy to get sucked in to the calm and staring eyes of the stupa; a wonderful way to end the day.
Tomorrow we head to Bondipur, an old town that supposedly is not ravaged by tourism and has some good day hikes. Should kill some time before we need to be back here for the visa.
What came next...
Why, a trip to (Royal) Chitwan Nationl Park, of course!
Since we were not quite ready to head back to the big city, we decided that Chitwan National Park would be a good next stop in Nepal. In the lowlands, Chitwan is where you go to do an elephant back safari. As you might notice from previous postings, we like elephants and a chance to ride one AND see rhinos, well that was almost too good sounding to be true.
But it was true! We spent 3 days at the park, staying right on the river that separates the town, Sauraha, from the park itself. It was hot as hot could be, but we managed to get in two elephant safaris (one on a government owned elephant which was incredible and one on a privately owned elephant which was cool, but a bit more touristy feeling), a canoe ride, a jungle walk, some elephant bathing and a bike trip to the elephant breeding center (where we saw a 5 day old elephant!!) and a local traditional Tharu village.
We did not see much on the canoe ride - lots of Kingfishers, a couple storks, and some other birds whose names I do not remember - but we did see some monkeys and deer on the jungle walk. The elephant safaris were where the action was at and on both of those we saw rhinos, deer (barking, spotted and sambar), monkeys, a family of wild boar. The rides were both a couple hours and even though we were ready to get off the lumberng beast (and there was a bit more whacking and poking of the elephant than we would have liked) it was more comfortable than one would imagine.
Last but not least, one of the coolest experiences by far was bathing the elephants, which happened in the river about 10 steps from our hotel. We hopped on the elephant's back, they dunked us in the water and then when we got back on, showered us with their trunks. It was great. The elephants were sweet as could be and after the playing around, just laid in the water and enjoyed a good scrub with a rock. Amazing creatures.
Since we were not quite ready to head back to the big city, we decided that Chitwan National Park would be a good next stop in Nepal. In the lowlands, Chitwan is where you go to do an elephant back safari. As you might notice from previous postings, we like elephants and a chance to ride one AND see rhinos, well that was almost too good sounding to be true.
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| From More Nepal |
But it was true! We spent 3 days at the park, staying right on the river that separates the town, Sauraha, from the park itself. It was hot as hot could be, but we managed to get in two elephant safaris (one on a government owned elephant which was incredible and one on a privately owned elephant which was cool, but a bit more touristy feeling), a canoe ride, a jungle walk, some elephant bathing and a bike trip to the elephant breeding center (where we saw a 5 day old elephant!!) and a local traditional Tharu village.
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| From More Nepal |
We did not see much on the canoe ride - lots of Kingfishers, a couple storks, and some other birds whose names I do not remember - but we did see some monkeys and deer on the jungle walk. The elephant safaris were where the action was at and on both of those we saw rhinos, deer (barking, spotted and sambar), monkeys, a family of wild boar. The rides were both a couple hours and even though we were ready to get off the lumberng beast (and there was a bit more whacking and poking of the elephant than we would have liked) it was more comfortable than one would imagine.
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| From More Nepal |
Last but not least, one of the coolest experiences by far was bathing the elephants, which happened in the river about 10 steps from our hotel. We hopped on the elephant's back, they dunked us in the water and then when we got back on, showered us with their trunks. It was great. The elephants were sweet as could be and after the playing around, just laid in the water and enjoyed a good scrub with a rock. Amazing creatures.
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| From More Nepal |
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Himalicious
As far as I am concerned a new word needs to be invented to properly describe the Himalayas - stunning, gorgeous, beautiful, awesome, they just do not do it. So I will give Himalicious a shot... see how it sits with you.
We have just returned from 23 days of trekking on the Annapurna Circuit and can say with confidence that if you ever have the chance to do something of this sort, stop hesitating and just do it. It was exactly what you would expect and then some - incredible, stunning, grueling, awe inspiring, dirty, sweaty, fantastic.
The scenery is jaw droppingly beautiful and throughout the course of the trek changes drastically from lush green valleys to arid desert looking landscape. The villages are packed with life, interesting stone houses, runny nosed adorable children, goats, water buffalo, temples, monasteries, nunneries, prayer flags and wheels and even the occasional brandy distillery (they make apple brandy in Marpha, the apple capital of the Himalayas. Go figure, I guess you need to stay warm somehow!)
Sure it was grueling at times - there were some long days of 6 hours of trekking gaining some serious altitude - but the feeling of accomplishment and the few lost kilos make ever second worthwhile. The highest point of the trek, 5416 meters, the Throng La Pass (claimed the biggest pass in the world whatever that might be)is a stunning sight and feels like a sensational accomplishment. Slow and steady are the name of the game and it feels sooooo good at the top!
We also took a side trip/acclimatizing trip to Tilicho Lake, claimed by Nepal to be the highest lake in the world. Not sure about that, but it was pretty incredible. Three and a half hours up, straight up not 10 m of flat land to be had, and a big frozen lake at the top. While a real challenge to get to - just getting to the basecamp meant crossing some landslide areas and tricky terrain, not to mention the climb itself - it was quite a sight to behold.
Howie was here 10 years ago and a few things have changed. The biggest change is electricity, so no more kerosene lamps and headlamps to get around in your room at night. Nepalis have also harnessed the awesome power of the sun and now have solar heated water for hot showers... of course the sun needs to be shining all day and you need to get into the guesthouse before 4 PM to take advantage, but it is there. All for the better really. The main and very controversial change, however, is the road.
They are in the process of building the road heading north, towards the Throng La, and some days of the trek did include some dusty walking and some waiting for the workmen to stop throwing rocks over the side so you can pass. To be honest, they are blasting and chipping away at huge rock face and it is hard to imagine this road ever being done. But, they succeeded on the other side of the pass and the original Jomson Trek now can be ridden all the way by jeep. We had heard AWFUL things about this road, and expected to hop a jeep at some point, but we never did. The road, as it turned out, was not that bad. We had rain pretty much each afternoon on that side and this kept the road from being dusty. And really, at the end of the day, maybe 4 or 5 vehicles (jeeps or trucks) passed us. And the people seem happy about the road - they now have easy access to hospitals that were days walks away, they can get more goods and services and generally easier - you really cannot fault them for that.
So, it was 23 days, the biggest pass, the highest lake, 3280 stone steps and about 10 kilos lost between us and we could not be happier. A little sore, but feeling wonderful. Now the only question left is, "what's next?"
More photos at http://picasaweb.google.com/howieandhaviva/TrekkingInNepal#
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| From Trekking in Nepal |
We have just returned from 23 days of trekking on the Annapurna Circuit and can say with confidence that if you ever have the chance to do something of this sort, stop hesitating and just do it. It was exactly what you would expect and then some - incredible, stunning, grueling, awe inspiring, dirty, sweaty, fantastic.
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| From Trekking in Nepal |
The scenery is jaw droppingly beautiful and throughout the course of the trek changes drastically from lush green valleys to arid desert looking landscape. The villages are packed with life, interesting stone houses, runny nosed adorable children, goats, water buffalo, temples, monasteries, nunneries, prayer flags and wheels and even the occasional brandy distillery (they make apple brandy in Marpha, the apple capital of the Himalayas. Go figure, I guess you need to stay warm somehow!)
Sure it was grueling at times - there were some long days of 6 hours of trekking gaining some serious altitude - but the feeling of accomplishment and the few lost kilos make ever second worthwhile. The highest point of the trek, 5416 meters, the Throng La Pass (claimed the biggest pass in the world whatever that might be)is a stunning sight and feels like a sensational accomplishment. Slow and steady are the name of the game and it feels sooooo good at the top!
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| From Trekking in Nepal |
We also took a side trip/acclimatizing trip to Tilicho Lake, claimed by Nepal to be the highest lake in the world. Not sure about that, but it was pretty incredible. Three and a half hours up, straight up not 10 m of flat land to be had, and a big frozen lake at the top. While a real challenge to get to - just getting to the basecamp meant crossing some landslide areas and tricky terrain, not to mention the climb itself - it was quite a sight to behold.
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| From Trekking in Nepal |
Howie was here 10 years ago and a few things have changed. The biggest change is electricity, so no more kerosene lamps and headlamps to get around in your room at night. Nepalis have also harnessed the awesome power of the sun and now have solar heated water for hot showers... of course the sun needs to be shining all day and you need to get into the guesthouse before 4 PM to take advantage, but it is there. All for the better really. The main and very controversial change, however, is the road.
 |
| From Trekking in Nepal |
They are in the process of building the road heading north, towards the Throng La, and some days of the trek did include some dusty walking and some waiting for the workmen to stop throwing rocks over the side so you can pass. To be honest, they are blasting and chipping away at huge rock face and it is hard to imagine this road ever being done. But, they succeeded on the other side of the pass and the original Jomson Trek now can be ridden all the way by jeep. We had heard AWFUL things about this road, and expected to hop a jeep at some point, but we never did. The road, as it turned out, was not that bad. We had rain pretty much each afternoon on that side and this kept the road from being dusty. And really, at the end of the day, maybe 4 or 5 vehicles (jeeps or trucks) passed us. And the people seem happy about the road - they now have easy access to hospitals that were days walks away, they can get more goods and services and generally easier - you really cannot fault them for that.
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| From Trekking in Nepal |
So, it was 23 days, the biggest pass, the highest lake, 3280 stone steps and about 10 kilos lost between us and we could not be happier. A little sore, but feeling wonderful. Now the only question left is, "what's next?"
More photos at http://picasaweb.google.com/howieandhaviva/TrekkingInNepal#
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