Where to begin! Last weekend we had a spectacular trip to Pokhara which has a spectacular location on Lake Fewa, nestled into the “hills” (read large incredible mountains which to the locals are nothing in comparison to the Himalayas but to everyone else are fully mountains). It was our anniversary trip so we kept it totally unscheduled and just enjoyed the spontaneity and indulgence of it all. Without a doubt the best part was the swimming pool – with temperatures hovering around a humid 30 degrees C, there was nothing more refreshing than spending the day in the pool. Now for my weekly dose of gratitude…
- Planning(as I call it)/Dreaming (as he calls it). Many of our conversations during the weekend centred around what the next year might bring – dreaming about the future and just what we imagined and hoped for ourselves and each other. There is something utterly thrilling to think ahead to what is possible and let the mind race ahead a bit. The risk, of course, is that present time is less appreciated, less thoughtfull spent, and less enjoyed. However, we indulged and just dreamed about what might be…it was hopeful, inspired, and energizing…thanks to Pokhara for inspiring our next dreams.
- Sweet chili sauce. Condiment of the gods, sweet chili sauce is one of the few condiments in our fridge (currently soya sauce, dijon mustard, butter, and sweet chili sauce are actually all that are in our fridge at all…we are confident that when the power is out they are “tough enough” to withstand some subtle warming without turning into poison). What I do recommend is sweet chili sauce on friend rice. Delectably spicy and sweet at the same time with the nice firm crunch of vegetables. Better, in fact, than the traditional soya sauce. Not at all Nepali in any way but cheap and tasty nonetheless.
- Summer fabrics. With the onset of hot weather the prospect of shopping has once again popped into possibility. Exceptionally cheap and perfect for hot weather is fantastic linens, cottons of every colour, hue, pattern, design and combination of emrboidery, sparkly sequins, or complex hand painting. I will admit that the clothes I brought from home are no longer suitable for this weather – they are sticky, heavy, and these days at least 3 sizes too big. That means a trip to my local tailor for something new…yipppee!
- New load shedding schedules. All I can say is we are down from 19 hours a day to 12…it almost feels luxurious and decadent…its not…but it still feels like it, so while the euphoria lasts I am going to enjoy it.



