For the last few days thunderstorms have been a feature of the afternoons in Pokhara. They tool in around 3pm and put on a spectacular display. No wind, just great bolts of lightening and nerve shattering thunder, perhaps amplphyed by the surrounding mountains. Life goes on though and three oxen have just walked down a busy street right here in front of me. I’ve seen cows and dogs asleep in the middle of the street and the traffic just bends itself around them. No fuss.
Easy day today. I revisit cafes I’ve enjoyed before and generally walk around, hopefully not getting lost. I tried to by a pair of rubber slipped that I can use with or without socks but they only stock Nepalese sizes!
Ive started reading the ‘History of Nepal’, a book I’ve found at the hotel. It’s complicated and full of intrigue. India and China have been influential political forces on Nepal’s progress for a long time.
It’s 4.30pm on Sunday and kids are just getting off the bus from school, as is the way in Nepal. Weekends for them is Friday afternoon and Saturday.
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