Random Adventures
Well not much has happened since I wrote last. Well, things have happened, but nothing big. Vera and I were supposed to go trekking together, but the morning we were supposed to leave, she had some really bad pains in her back. She was really hurting, so we went to the clinic and we found out that she had a kidney stone. So now, we're stuck in Kathmandu until she passes it. The good thing is that we've moved out of the nasty, touristy part and we've moved to the Tibetan Buddhist part of the city. I'm so much happier here and it's way more peaceful and nice.
One night we had dinner with Feia, a girl from Holland who was doing a one of her medical rotations in Nepal. She had been here for four months and could speak conversational Nepali. She also was a fan of Paul Farmer and really cool. She was living with her two Nepali friends that she had met on a trek and she invited us to have dinner with her. On the way there, it started raining. We couldn't catch a taxi because Feia had her bike, so we were kind of stranded in the rain. We started walking towards to main road to try and find a taxi. When we got to the main road there was a break in the traffic and behind was this huge mass of people protesting in the streets. They took up the whole road and they were carrying torches and yelling in Nepali. It's kind of scary when it's dark and raining and there's a mob of people with torches gaining on you, so we just ran. After that, we didn't mind the rain and cold so much. We turned off the main road and took the back alleyways to get back to our hotel.
Dinner was really nice that night. We had the traditional Nepali dinner of dhaal bhaat, which is dhal (boiled lentils) with rice and a vegetable curry. So good! It's like Indian food but much lighter and you eat mounds of rice instead of roti. The couple was really nice as well. They were from a mountain village and had gotten married against their parents wishes. They were from different castes. They got married really young and then got a divorce because of pressure from their parents. But then they really loved each other and got back together. Like in India, the bride is supposed to live with the groom's family, but his family wasn't treating her very well, so they decided to move to Kathmandu. Feia had helped them find a place to live. They were so sweet!
While we've been waiting for Vera's stone we've just been reading and visiting some monestaries. Kidney stones are really painful. They're supposed to be more painful than childbirth. I really hope I never get one. We keep saying it's like she's having a baby. Everytime she feels some sort of pain she tells me and I'm like, "Is it time!?" We have a taxi waiting on call in case the stone comes in the middle of the night and she needs to go to the clinic right away. We've named the stone Sujit. ;-)
One night we had dinner with Feia, a girl from Holland who was doing a one of her medical rotations in Nepal. She had been here for four months and could speak conversational Nepali. She also was a fan of Paul Farmer and really cool. She was living with her two Nepali friends that she had met on a trek and she invited us to have dinner with her. On the way there, it started raining. We couldn't catch a taxi because Feia had her bike, so we were kind of stranded in the rain. We started walking towards to main road to try and find a taxi. When we got to the main road there was a break in the traffic and behind was this huge mass of people protesting in the streets. They took up the whole road and they were carrying torches and yelling in Nepali. It's kind of scary when it's dark and raining and there's a mob of people with torches gaining on you, so we just ran. After that, we didn't mind the rain and cold so much. We turned off the main road and took the back alleyways to get back to our hotel.
Dinner was really nice that night. We had the traditional Nepali dinner of dhaal bhaat, which is dhal (boiled lentils) with rice and a vegetable curry. So good! It's like Indian food but much lighter and you eat mounds of rice instead of roti. The couple was really nice as well. They were from a mountain village and had gotten married against their parents wishes. They were from different castes. They got married really young and then got a divorce because of pressure from their parents. But then they really loved each other and got back together. Like in India, the bride is supposed to live with the groom's family, but his family wasn't treating her very well, so they decided to move to Kathmandu. Feia had helped them find a place to live. They were so sweet!
While we've been waiting for Vera's stone we've just been reading and visiting some monestaries. Kidney stones are really painful. They're supposed to be more painful than childbirth. I really hope I never get one. We keep saying it's like she's having a baby. Everytime she feels some sort of pain she tells me and I'm like, "Is it time!?" We have a taxi waiting on call in case the stone comes in the middle of the night and she needs to go to the clinic right away. We've named the stone Sujit. ;-)
