Thursday, October 15, 2009

Kates Playground Shorts

KATHMANDU NEPAL ... KOST TAIPAILAI CHA? LANDING


Theekchaa !!!!!!!!! Here we are so totally immersed in the journey, this time has been hard, but with a positivity muchito we are again enjoying the adventure that each new day will bring.

arrived to Pokhara, Nepal's second city after a few hours by bus from the Indian border town .... a lake where you can eat without getting Banha staphylococci, with the Annapurna Range background and enough tourist infrastructure, you know, with their pros and cons ..... see flocks of Chinese with camera in hand and making noise muuuucho example.

Good food that recuperarmos of past wounds and visits to different places ... bike the song and see waterfalls, caves and monasteries, sunrises and sunsets in the Himalayas .... as mastercard, let q priceless.

























decided to trek through the area, shortie, like 4 days, whenever we can ycomo on our own ... cheaper and more satisfactory in our opinion .... and the roof of a bus that we will chavaleees !!!!!! more fun and it seems safer because on these roads or you da laughter or panic attacks, you decide, and the roof dede because you can always jump if we do not ?.... Well despenhamos that, we came to Naya Pul after two short hours walking and playing!





















After 5 or 6 hours walking through rice paddies and
millet at the edge of Mardhi Khola we Ghandruk, a beautiful town in the middle of the valley to Annapurna and background Machapuchre spectacular .... a shame that the weather began to spoil and not let us enjoy the view completely.













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Next day, 8 hours rhododendron forests (linden trees appeared in the Palm) to reach Ghorepani where we slept for the next day wake up at 4:30 to see the sunrise at Poon Hill, overlooking the Annapurna Dhaulaguiri and a little bit .... but spectacular nubladillo despite the noisy and very respectful crowd. Breakfast and 1770 meters or 7 hours down through forests of marijuana to Tatopani ... tato = hot, pani = water ...... anyone dares?? for that, thermal banhos perfect for our aching feet.






Here our paths diverge at s next day, Adri and Vero are removed to Pokhara and we decided to try to go around the Annapurna in the opposite direction, much more difficult but possible after all ... so the girls have a fun trip back to civilization in you have to get off the bus and walk 4 hours but because the road can not normal .... jejejej ..











And Simon and I continued upward direction Muktinath very rapidly, feeding on Dhal Bhat (Nepali typical food) and sleeping in Pequenho villages ..... follow the banks of the Kali Gandaki parriba and pabajo even vadeandolo but time is starting to spoil.

As we climbed the villages of stone houses are being transformed more and more Buddhists, with their flags, their gompas and monasteries, and increasingly isolated.

Marpha Spending the night in an amazing place, we like a fat storm that left everything covered with mud and muddy dirt track .... nothing for us up front, such as Alicante, a French and spanish, as jokes ... to see if we can change the fate of time.























After 3 days you want Tatopani we Muktinath, 3800m., The last town before Thorung La, the highest pass of the trek, 5450m. and over 200 meters above the snow ... mon amie ..... fucked retreat to Pokhara on the same road .... well it's the same way relative to the storm as the road disappeared and the river .. ufff ... 2 days later and unrecognizable ..... the Kali Gandaki GREAT .... is it about the Himalayas?.



Well with a bittersweet feeling we returned to Pokhara, and we could not cross but was beginning to miss Adri so back to town, we rested a couple of days and decided to visit the Park Chitwan National, halfway up Kathmandu, with Rinos and elephants and tigers .... sounds good no?















Again in the roof of the bus, this time 6 Horites veery fun dodging branches and power lines to Sauraha in Chitwan visit ..... a breeding ground for elephants, we fed them and we banhos with them ... .. dramatic penalty gave us a tour of two hours through the jungle to see the Rinos but did not see .... everything can not be in this life ....












And

here in the capital of Nepal .... Ramras chaaaaaa !!!!!! Kathmandu, from where I write ... but I think the city deserves a separate chapter, this weekend, anho new nepali, then trek the same job and if we get a small project and we'll tell you ok??

bsos for tod @ s. ..... you want

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Straight Shotacon Gallery




Hello .... the adaptation period to the traveling mode is finished, so now we are eager to tell tooodas the things we have passed ...

As most of you know, we came to India, and, as a start ....... after 16 hours between flights and expects to reach Delhi, everything looked great, Flights perfect, the best food in the world plane (I think) and all very well until our luggage would not appear .... Delhi, 4am, jet lag and all the toys ... but no bags ...

Operators are cast to sleep on the conveyor belt and get a Finnair employees with a coded English and Hindi that gives us a pamphlet to fill it with what was in the suitcases and their value in rupees .... The we give the guy and begins to cross zeros to the order to "sign here!" and an unexplained set of nonsense words that later discover. Total

, we're going in a taxi to Pahar Ganj, a meeting point for backpackers and Grand Bazaar in Delhi .... that's for him, cows, trash and a lot of shit up here .... expected.

found a half decent hostel and we went to sleep a while since we had stayed with Veronika, our South American friend that manhana Czech. We went to buy some clothes because we had no more than post and we find it, we spent the rest of the day in the Bazaar and praying to God, Buddha, Shiva, Allah or whoever the hell you want to appear our suitcases.

NEXT DAY: You see the maletaaaas !!!!... we go to the airport for them, the office closed, if you see over there, that if the manager's office, and a heat total fucking .... finally found the subject and is carried through customs Adri and appears half an hour later with a face nor Carrefur chickens, but not from there, it is here that are worse. Turns out it was to cross out the zeros of the office because we do not jodieran can bring only 8000-odd rupees or 100 euros each .. and we declare ..... 25000 17000 rupees difference we were willing to pay the very thieves ... but Adri with a pair of ovaries were told that they would pay the Singer Rita and she can not pay them.

We returned with suitcases and all seemed arranged ..... until we encontrams with two friends: puke puke and diarrhea .... then left but diarrhea remained a week longer with us, all this in place more insane world where you can be sick ... so dangerous roll of Vietnam Saigon, hives on the walls and mmuuuuuucho heat. WE

Get out of here !!!!!!!!!! or whether the song rickshaw and address Varanasi railway station .... 13 little hours (of which half in Trainspotting banho ).... think that nothing can be worse? for with my dizziness and head out the window in the head I like this piece of metal window MECAWEN ....... .... in spanish and so no one understands me and we continue the journey.

The Holy City of Hinduism, Benares or Varanasi, which arrived with 3 or 4 hours late and still more heat, another rickshaw and the hostel, which Vero and we knew where fast. A rosette spray of chilly and ponk Aguita! gap in the head with the tap since the shower did not work ... as you see it? we felt of India, we liked it but we do not, and a huge desire to fly to the beach or some place better ..

In short, Delhi was obviously horrible .... first contact with India, people, smells, more people, cows, dirt, disease, still more people and luggage. The thing was better, the truth and Varanasi is a city that lost and learning to enjoy this land of contrasts, streets, crematoria in the Ganges, women and their saris .... muchs feelings begin to digest now that it seems that everything starts working ... who knows what will happen ????? SAB KUCH

milage!! everything is possible in India ....... We love you

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