See you again, Nepal

I wanted to write my last post about Nepal and summarise my experience there, but I couldn’t. All the beautiful memories are circulating in my head and none of them seem to be less worth mentioning. I think with my all my previous posts I managed to paint a decent picture of the country, people and culture so this post will be about saying goodbye.

Before I left Nepal, I went back to Kavresthali to see my family there for the final time. I got one last ride in the crazy mini bus heading to the village. I will never forget these absolutely packed buses, where I always felt like a giant human. I remember one time the mini bus was so full that the poor lady spent half of the ride with her head in my boobs… The drivers always played loud but cool music, which made the ride a bit more pleasant.


It was mid July and the monsoon season was full on. The road to the house was in even worse condition than when I left it two weeks ago. You were lucky to be able to use it for walking and getting your boots all muddy was inevitable.

I turned out that I missed a wedding in the village just by couple of days. The weddings are definitely not being planned for several months in advance, probably a week at the most. You don’t really need to know the person you’re marrying either, it’s something your parents will arrange for you (most of the time). Quite convenient and avoids all the tinder frustration etc. when you think about it!

When I arrived, the house was full of random people and the ladies were wearing their best clothes. I quickly remembered it was a year since one of the aunts died, so it was a big celebration. I mentioned in one of the previous posts that the death of the relative was being remembered every month for a year, with loads of ceremonies, offerings to gods etc. This last one was the big one and lasted for couple of days. Seems that everyone from the village was in the house, chatting, eating and laughing.

It was hard to say goodbye, but I know I am going to see them all again. I will come back to Kavresthali one day and sit on the roof where I spent so much time. I will be counting fireflies and minutes until the light wizzard would switch on the electricity for our village and then wait until a plate of dhal bhat would be served. Hope I won’t forget how to eat with my hand by then.


Yangshuo & Guilin’s Reed Flute Caves

Yangshuo’s beautiful karst mountains are something simply magical. It all looks surreal, just like a different world. No wonder it attracts crowds every year.I think it’s better to show you some photos than to keep talking about it.

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Water sources in China are usually really polluted, so it was really refreshing to see loads of people playing in the river on a hot day.

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Yangshuo is a really popular place, so streets are often crowded. However, loads of interesting is going on and you can get some really nice food there.

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Somebody convinced me to try this and it was actually really nice treat for myself!


I only spent two nights in Yangshuo and one of the days I decided to rent a bike and cycle to Xing Ping, which is the home of 20 Yuan scenery. I thought it was relatively close – around 28km away. I left quite early, when it wasn’t too hot, but before I even reached the village temperature exceeded 30 degrees Celsius. However, the scenery was beautiful and I wasn’t that bothered about the temperature. As soon as I got off my bike, the crowd ran to me and I spent good ten minutes posing with random kids. My face was all red and I looked a bit like a mess after all the cycling but they still thought I was “beautiful”.

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A lonely boat on the 20 yuan note is not lonely anymore. The river is buzzing!

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The trip home was a bit of the pain as it was extremely hot. And I got sun burnt, but it was worth it.

Next day I went back to Guilin. Before I left for Yangshuo I wasn’t sure how long I’d stay there (I thought it’d be only one night), so I left all my stuff in the hostel room and didn’t tell my roommates I was going away. They noticed I was gone for couple of nights and started worrying, good that I got back before they started looking for me.

The next couple of days I spent resting and wondering around the town. I also went to Reed Flute cave, which is very well accessible by a bus. Some people I met didn’t like it and said it was a waste of money (120RMB), but I thought it was pretty cool. It was my first time in a cave like this and all the lights were creating a magic atmosphere.
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I didn’t do as much as I wanted in Yangshuo and Guilin, but it was so hot and humid that some days I just wanted to rest in a shade and read. I was quite sad to leave such a beautiful scenery, but I had to catch a plane to Shanghai – my last stop.