I knew when I married my husband that he was one who never could sit still but really... My third day began with a yard sale at the Ambassador's house. We bought some neat things from many locales to help decorate our new house.
Then a taxi ride to some nice shopping turned into an adventure. We passed some police in riot gear and looked down a street that was filling up with people with Chinese flags and sitting in the middle of the street. Soon we came to a traffic jam with no place to go. We payed the taxi driver and decided to walk back the way we came. After a long walk we found another taxi going the opposite way and left the scene. The protesters apparently wanted to shut down the government but succeeded in disrupting the city. Life in foreign country...what an adventure!!!
I was a little miffed at what just transpired and wanted to return home to Ethan. Mike decided to go Bhatbhateni- Kathmandu's "smartest" department store. I would call it the American equivalent to Wal-Mart but with much higher prices. Philadelphia cream cheese is $10 a stick but when you consider what it took to get that product from America to Nepal and keep it refrigerated, and you want it... you buy it.
We then returned home, picked up Ethan and went to the Hyatt Resort for Mike's Father's day brunch. The food was great, a jazz band played (Ethan showed some of his best Elaine Benes dance moves) and we had a euphoric moment of peace and calm. Which may explain why I wanted to head to the Bouddhanath Stupa.
A short walk to the Stupa from the hotel reminded both Mike and I of the little streets in Florence, Italy. It was such a nice day and walk did us well after some great food. A Tibetan monk befriended us and led us around the Stupa. We prayed at various points and then wrote our names on prayer flags that drape over the large Stupa. We were told to prayer and we were blessed by the monk.
This area is home to many Tibetan refugees and the colors of the flags and their dress puts a box of Crayola 96 crayons to shame. They were so vivid, indescribable. Ethan decided he needed something so we obliged with a fossil of a shelled creature.
We made it back home and of course took a nap and did not wake up until 3:30 the next morning. I hope to be getting over jet-lag soon.
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