The good folks at Qatar Airways decided to bump up my ticket. So I flew to Kathmandu on business class. Small blessings! I peeked out of the window waiting for a good view of the snowy peaks but it remained behind the hazy rain clouds and mist.
As soon as I got on the jet bridge at the Tribhuvan International Airport, a blast of cool air after the rain blew on my face like someone opened the doors of a refrigerator. The air full of life and history. This was Nepal! Due to the congested arrival timings of all flights, my baggage came 2 hours later. Finally the bag arrived and I zoomed out to the arrivals to meet my Sherpa.
My Sherpa, a two time young Everest summiteer was there to receive me with a garland of orange flowers. I felt like I was home; with my mountain family.
Soon we were in a car and we drove into the city. The traffic felt like a little extension of India, but with a distinct Nepali flavour. The market places were bustling with shoppers and street vendor selling all kinds of things. After checking into our hotel, the Sherpa took me out for a quick walk around the interlocking streets of Thamel. The streets were buzzing with foreigners looking for deals from the endless number of shops before heading out for their treks. Thamel is like a trekker’s gear paradise.
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We ended the lovely evening with a dinner of Momos and Thukpa (both Nepali dishes) and had a wonderful time.
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