Tag: amateur photography
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Namaste, Nepal: It’s a Holi-Holi Day
Are you going to play Holi? That’s the question that everyone in Nepal has been asking me since I got here. Of course, the (former) English teacher and current editor/proofreader in me wants to correct it to take part in, but we’ll let that one slide. And yes, I am going to participate in the…
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Namaste, Nepal: Ain’t No Mountain Higher (or, the day I went to see Mt Everest)
It’s freezing when my alarm goes off at 4.30 a.m. Due to its elevation (2,200 metres above sea level), Nagarkot is cold. I’ve only a threadbare duvet cover on the bed and the tip of my nose is freezing. I can see my breath in the air as I arise from my slumber and go…
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Namaste, Nepal: Lost in the Light
Is there word for something that is worse than atrocious? Atrociouser? More atricious? Whatever it is, it doesn’t even come close to describing these roads that I’m currently bumping and jolting along as we wind our way up into the mountains towards Nagarkot. I’m squeezed into front seat of a tiny little van. The driver…
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Namaste, Nepal: Remain the Same (Bhaktapur day 2)
Morning in Bhaktapur. I’ve had a great sleep, and now I’m hungry so I head up to the rooftop to eat breakfast. It’s still hazy out there, and I’ve learnt by now that the mountains I can just about make out through the haze are definitely not the Himalayas in any capacity. Om, the receptionist…
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Namaste, Nepal: Death at One’s Elbow
Today’s the day I see a dead body for the first time. I’ve left Thamel and the centre of Kathmandu behind, and I’m off to Bhaktapur in the Kathmandu Valley. My hotel has arranged a “taxi” for me, and I’ve asked if the driver can drop me off at the Pashupatinath temple and the Boudha…
Postcards From Dan 