THE ADVENTURES OF ANNAPURNA pt4 -acclimatisation
Day 8 – Manang ‘Rest’ Day Peanut butter on toast! I have gone an entire week without peanut butter, unheard of since I was a kid. I need my daily hit and I am missing its comforting nutty goodness. In fact I spent quite some time searching the shelves of all the local supermarkets at home before I came to Nepal, trying to think of a suitable unsquashable peanut buttery snack that I could bring along, alas to no avail. Here in Manang there is peanut butter and there is somethi
THE ADVENTURES OF ANNAPURNA pt 3 Kathmandu-Chame-Humde-Manang
Day 5 – Bumpy rides & the onset of sobriety I don’t know if it’s the pre-dawn start or the worry that I’ve left something really important behind, but my brain feels in a foggy whirlwind as I sandwich myself between bags, bottles, poles and humans in the jeep that’s to take us to Besisahar… 8 hours away. This is our opportunity to make our initial bonds crammed up against our guide and porters, Dilli, Gyalzen and Nima, but it all feels a bit awkward in a very British way. As
THE ADVENTURES OF ANNAPURNA - PART 2 - monkey dodging & Raksha Nepal
THE ADVENTURES OF ANNAPURNA , PART 2 – KATHMANDU Day 3 – Monkey dodging & tattoo design Tom has the whole day off so he takes us along to the monkey temple. Susan is not a fan of monkeys and neither am I since seeing a woman endure, and lose, a wrestling match over a summer dress on Gibraltar Rock a few months back. And they’re a bit creepy. We’re both stupidly apprehensive about climbing some steps to this temple. And what a climb it is, a nosebleed inducing climb up an endl
THE ADVENTURES OF ANNAPURNA, PART 1 – KATHMANDU
Just a few days before I stepped on a plane I became a bit itchy, then a bit more itchy, until I found myself down at the doctors surgery faced by, not one but two physicians staring at me and scratching their heads as if in some way it would ease my discomfort. The cause? I have become allergic to myself. Stress and anxiety, in my family it would seem, seem to run hand in hand with actually just existing. I thought I was ok, I didn’t think I was stressed, but the anxiety of
