Cloud ADVENTURES Irish Eoin McGoogan, Ireland early on Friday morning, I sat on the old coach bus and left the peace of Pokhara (a city in central Nepal, ca. Perevi.). Initially it was reported that the trip would take seven hours. In the end, it took about nine hours, and the journey that was clearly not for the faint of heart. Our route went up a steep mountain road and down the numerous gorges, which were littered with skeletons of buses that found at the bottom of his final resting place. Had me on the bus was driving my aunt Elizabeth, she would have held all the way on his knees, reading the prayers and occasionally interrupting them a couple of strong words. It was horrible, and when we finally reached the top the last hill, I first caught a glimpse of Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal! That is, I wanted to say that he saw the place where Kathmandu was supposed to be, because he was hidden behind a dense veil of thick smog, which is here every day. I was told that a couple of days to live near the border with India - this is real madness, so I was well prepared. My view from the bus tour was to begin in two days, so I took a room in a good and inexpensive hotel in the area Tamela, where most are all tourist activity. Tamela - a maze of hotels, restaurants and souvenir shops. Here, crowded but comfortable, and although a bit messy, but compared to Indian cities, it is even nothing. I dined at a restaurant called "New Orleans" and went to his next port of destination, which will always be another Irish pub serving beer Guinness. I was thinking about beer since I left home, in addition, I wanted to talk to the Irish. Just nearby was a bar, and when I got in front of me appeared a waiter, Nepali. "Okay - I thought. - The Irish are probably out for a smoke. Order a beer - and all ". But no, beer by the glass they had, it was only beer Guinness in cans. Irish also were not. I ordered the local beer and some time just resting. This is just ridiculous. Fake Irish pubs are already everywhere! But I still have not lost hope of finding a real pub, no matter where it resides. My friend Rosie and her father also arrived in Kathmandu. We decided to meet that little walk around the Pathans, another city which is situated on the territory of modern Kathmandu. In the Pathans are temples built in different periods of the history of Nepal. Especially distinguished temples in Durbar Square. I made some good shots and returned to the hotel to relax before my journey. We have excellent lunch at an Irish restaurant "Kilroyz and parted late in the evening. Thank you, Rosie, in a great mood and support. We had a great time. Good luck in your travels! My habitual nature of sleep has changed a lot since I left home. I usually go to bed very early, to a greater extent this is due to power outages and the fact that the local bars close too early. Beer is also quite expensive, so many I do not drink. In the morning I wake up at 6:30-7 o'clock, I can not help myself. At home, I would never have survived with such a regime of sleep, but here I cope well with it and do all his work early in the morning, still not too humid and hot. On the first morning of my tour I managed to find a Catholic church, which is a 30 minute taxi ride from my hotel. It turned out that the church service was conducted in English, and generally it was quite precarious in its organization. In order to enter into this church, it was necessary to remove your shoes. Sitting inside had on the floor, legs folded in the original position when doing yoga. I had to find a wall to lean on it, because I'm horribly inflexible, but I liked the service, and the priest spoke well. In Nepal, the Christian community is very small, moreover, seems to me that she suffers from separate attacks by Islamic terrorist groups. The visit to the church I liked. It will be interesting to look at all these small differences in the conduct of services and to religion in different parts of the world. About Buddhism and Hinduism, I already know quite a lot! Prayer I was glad to meet another group of very friendly people who will go with me to Bhutan. We explain the route, as our group leader Ashok seemed a good man, moreover, he did a lot to us as soon forget about the frustrations caused by our failed attempt to get into Tibet. I learned that our trip to Bhutan was a dubious pleasure. Generally Bhutan place to travel is very strange. Annually for those wishing to enter the country stands a limited number of visas, and those lucky enough to get there, must spend at least $ 200 a day. Some of our group even considered that spend more dollars 300 per day. This means that our 5-day trip to Bhutan will cost us far more than would be worth the whole trip to Tibet. We were to be accommodated in an expensive hotel, because the money that he had somewhere to spend. Meals were included in the price. Read more:
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