Katmandu First impressions

Katmandu made my blood sizzle with excitement.

We arrived late at night around 11:00 pm. THe airport was tiny, made of old red brick, no carousel for lugage, broken escalator, and small fans blowing on the ceiling. It was like being in an old western movie but instead of cowboy hats traditional woven recatangular Nepali hats were sported. We lined up for our visas which we had to pay in AMerican currency (oddly no rupies).

Once we picked our bags off the floor we made our way to the enterance only to be charged at by men offerring accomodations and taxis. I was glowing with laughter... just like South America- we dodged them declining politely and beelined for the sign with our names. We jumped in a van with a broken sliding door and were off.

We snaked through dark alley ways, past tine homes, over spilled piles of bricks, 3 legged stray dogs and our favorite a pile of garbage that a stray cow as big as our van was eating from. Cows are holy in Nepal so they roam free! ASSSAHHH!

OUr hotel was behind a gate. It was beautiful 6 storey building which is about as hgh as they get in Katmandu as the city used to be a lake and the foundatons are not very strong.

The city has captured my heart with its kookiness so Check back later for more on Katmandu!