It has been such a long time since I have written, not because I have nothing to share but because in fact there is so much – the last two months have been incredibly full, months of exploration, travel, rediscovery. The jacarandas have shed their last purple blossoms and peaches fall from their weighted trees with a series of thuds. I have just returned from 2 weeks of trekking around the Annapurna Circuit with the two men I am living with (alden and Jon) and their Nepali friend Guru. I could not have asked for better hiking partners – Guru always has a song on his tongue and managed to learn to play the madal (a traditional Nepali two sided drum) during our trip. Jon is steady and level-headed and was our traveling herbalist – he kept us healthy and informed of the medicinal plants along our path. Jon taught Guru the madal. Then Alden who is an adventurer, always in search of something interesting to eat or take home or photograph. He was ever behind us on the trail, catching up with photos or stories of conversations he had or people he talked to.
It is strange to be back in the city after two weeks of walking in the hills. We managed to take the trail easy and cross Thorung La Pass at 5400 meters (over 17000 ft) without too much difficulty and with no altitude problems at all. Even at that altitude flowers sent out their tiny blossoms – delicate whites and blues, sturdy beyond my imagining. After the pass, one enters lower Manang, which is a high desert climate similar to that of Tibet. The trip was magical. The walking, thin air the companionship of three friends, the mountains all around us.
Being back in Kathmandu is certainly an adjustment. It seems hard to believe that I have 2 1/2 weeks only until I return to the US. And then a month before I move to Chicago for graduate school.
I hope you are all well.