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| View from the hostel roof |
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| Looking down onto the 3rd floor deck & neighborhood |
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| Looking up at the hostel - our "home" away from home! |
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| Just a typical street....cows have right of way, small children look after themselves, and chickens roam. |
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| Every gutter is a trash bin |
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| Some cute little Nepali boys I met on a walk near the hostel |
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| Nepali language class! |
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| The most tame of my butcher shop photos |
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| In the hostel, Will & Mariane plan their hiking trip in Pokhara |
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| Forget the Caterpillars, Nepalis do road work by hand. This man literally has a chisel & hammer in hand, and sits precariously in the middle of traffic. This day in particular was a lucky one for him, because the strike meant that there was no traffic. |
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| During a strike day kids don't have school, and turn the empty streets into cricket and soccer fields. |
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| The foulest smelling aroma I've ever encountered emanates from this river. I can barely keep myself from fainting when walking over this bridge, and my heart breaks for the families I see living on the banks, under a few planks of wood that you can barely even call a shack. |
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| A little boy chases pigeons in Durbar Square |
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| Durbar Square - the old town |
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| more trash |
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| Emma from Hong Kong, Joanna from Singapore, me, and Mariane from Quebec |
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| A buddhist temple near Durbar Square |
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