उदेश्य के लिनु, उडी छुनु चन्द्र एक।
Aim to fly and reach the stars together.
So Nepal…where to begin?
It was an amazing-daunting-exciting-life-changing experience that I will never forget.
For starters, I’m not known for being spontaneous, so this was a bit of a shocker, to say the least. But I got a call on one Saturday and had to go, so booked my ticket on the Sunday and left lil’ old Guern that Thursday.
So how did this sudden surge of spontaneity, on my part come about you might ask?
Well, K (my fave) went off to explore the wonders of Nepal in Oct/Nov 2016, which was tough, there were tears (mine obvs, haha)…
…but anyhoo after about five long weeks, I got a call saying I should book a ticket and go out there…I was unemployed and in need of an adventure, so this was the perfect opportunity. To be fair I didn’t need much convincing, and before I knew it, I had purchased a £300 one way ticket to Kathmandu.
The anxiety didn’t kick in till a day or two after the purchase, I was too excited and it didn’t really feel real.
The next few days were a flurry of do I have enough money? Will he be there to meet me when I land? What adventures are we going to go on? Who is this person, where did nervous Lish go? and wait what do I pack?…as you can imagine there was a lot of googling involved! The answers to the Lish question were odd, and unsurprisingly unhelpful.
Luckily the money situation was fine, he promised to be there (oh which I had no doubt really) and had ideas of adventures. Oh and packing, well, thankfully I can travel light when I want to – cue leggings, layer tops, large scarves and a pair of sandals which were worn a grand total of two times!
D-day finally arrived, it was time to leave this little rock…honestly, listen to me, the way I am writing this makes it sound like I was away for months. When in reality I only ended up being away for ten-ish days. I know a long way to go for such a short time, but the plan was to stay longer however life got in the way!
As I was saying I left the rock…was emotional leaving the famalam, but excitement kicked in plus was focused on the next stages of travel ahead of me.
Must say I got lucky with my bargain ticket, flying from London to Dubai on Virgin which was pretty much a dream and I was in economy! I shared a row of four seats with an older gentleman who kindly moved to the other aisle seat so that I could lie down on the other three to snooze, what a lovely human…they do exist! Obviously, I made great use of the in-flight entertainment watching Finding Dory as I ate a fabulous roast chicken dinner – it came with a Gu chocolate pudding, yum! Seriously that flight was fab.
(no this is not a sponsored post, but hey if any Virgin execs out there read this and wanna hook a girl up I am more than happy to sample the delights of your airline again!)
Ah Dubai, well the airport, not much to report here, other than I had the most expensive croissant of my life in there and spent most of my three-hour wait taking stupid snapchat photos and videos of myself to send to FP…which I’m sure he didn’t find annoying in the slightest.
Now I’m not sure why but I assumed the plane from Dubai to Kathmandu would be bigger than a Flybe jet, it wasn’t and to say it was hectic on there is an understatement. By chance, I met a solo Aus traveller sitting one row back from me, was fun to have someone to talk to before we gave into tiredness and had a snooze.
Kathmandu airport is umm, interesting, Aus and I sorted our visas and exchanged our money before heading to baggage claim, which was carnage. Turns out the Nepalese just hop over to Dubai for some light shopping, so many wide screen TV’s and other large appliances made an appearance on the conveyor belt before there was any sign of my bag…oh the relief when I finally saw it!
Bag firmly on my back, I made my way to the exit…a sea of people greeted me on the opposite side of the road, and there were taxis manically pulling up, hooting then speeding off, yet I didn’t feel anxious like I thought I would. K emerged from the crowd, phew, major happiness and relief on my part…six weeks was too long!
After we found our driver, and I had my first experience of the err ‘thrill’ that is Kathmandu driving/traffic. To give you an insight, it is pretty much driving at speed while hooting to let others know you are there/get out the way I’m coming.
Happy to report we made it to the hotel alive and I had the most welcome of showers, it was glorious to be clean and the bed, absolute bliss!
And on that note, I think that’s more than enough for one post…don’t worry I will write about the more exciting adventure stuff you want to hear about shortly.
P.S If you made it to the end of this essay post, thanks for hanging on in there, you are a gem!