For this week’s photo challenge, these beautiful old buildings are traditional stone water storage tanks — or sternas — water containers that are still in use today.
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The Smell of Home
Daily Prompt: From the yeasty warmth of freshly baked bread to the clean, summery haze of lavender flowers, we all have favorite smells we find particularly comforting. What’s yours?
Tomorrow I board a plane for a much anticipated break to our Greek home. I know our life there so well. There are so many memories. I can imagine myself sitting on the wall with my legs dangling down to the street, looking out to sea. I can hear Greek voices and the occasional putting of a boat engine. I can hear the straining of motorcycle as struggles up the hill to the street below. It all seems a million miles away from Kathmandu, away from the incessant honking and the frustrating chaos of it all. It’s so hard to imagine such a radically different place from the one that consumes me now. Like traveling from a cold, harsh climate to the summer sun, its a leap of faith to know that it really is there waiting for us.
Somewhere among all the memories is the island smell, but I can’t place it exactly. Its a heady mixture of mountain herbs, jasmine blossom, pine trees, Greek cooking sifting over the wall from the neighbor’s kitchen, and island mystery ingredients. I can’t place it, but I know the smell. Its the smell of home.
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A Word a Week Photo Challenge: Traditional
I’m spoiled for choice with this week’s word “Traditional“, as tradition reigns in Nepal. But I think I’ll go for something Filipino to ring the changes… These adorable kids from a local school were doing the traditional hat and stick dance at our Embassy welcome party, and they lit up the room!
For the original story see Community Welcome Party.
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River Relic
Railway Relics
My contribution for this week’s photograph challenge “Relic” is about Janakpur train station, in Southern Nepal, which is very close to the Indian border. Its the main stop of what was the only train line in Nepal and is now, unfortunately, closed. Relics of the carriages still remain, some only mere frames and other still full of broken seats and traces of animal life. Its very spooky…and sad too. Hopefully, they will reopen it some day and connect the line with India, creating a much needed rail transportation system. For now it just sits there.
For more pictures of busier times at the station and other railway relics that remain today see: Janakpur No Blast From the Past.
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Mr. Momo
The A Word A Week Photo Challenge this week is “Kitsch” and there’s no end of it here – at least by Western tastes. Let’s start with Mr Momo, a steamed dumpling with legs! The animated personification of Nepal’s favourite snack!
But why stop there?! Bhatbhetini Department Store is a treasure trove of perfect gifts for that persons that likes to make a statement. Classy, tacky, kitsch? You decide:
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Word a Week Photo Challenge: Remote
Shivapuri National Park, Kathmandu Valley, Nepal
During the rainy season which is now upon us, you can just sit and watch the clouds roll in and off the mountains. Such a romantic feeling of mystery and isolation. Behind them, hidden in the rain and mist, are the mighty Himalayas.
This post participated in the Word a Week Photo Challenge: Remote.
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast (2)
In the spiky shade of a fig tree! Loved the contrast of light and of tender tots in rocky places…
This post participated in the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast
The contrast of old and new. It turns out Buddhist monks use iPads too!
This post particpated in the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast
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The Snackmandu Vending Company
The Daily Prompt: The Need Machine. Soft drinks, electronics, nutrient-free snacks — you can get all of those from a vending machine. But what type of vending machine is sorely needed but doesn’t yet exist?
I can’t really think of a vending machine that doesn’t already exist for something I need. Vending machines haven’t been a part of my life for a very long time. Perhaps I should try to be creative and imagine a machine that could dispatch smiles or good fortune…but the creativity wheels just aren’t turning.
But I can remember a time back in the 1970s when they first installed one at my school, and we loved it! It was so sophisticated and exciting to put your money in, excitedly choose, press the right series of keys, and watch it deliver some delicious morsel with a satisfying clunk into the bottom drawer. Why was it so much more fun to feed the machine then to stop in the sweet shop on the way home for exactly the same thing? But we loved it, anyway! I can remember buying bags and bags of Disco crisps every week to collect the tokens from the packets. Six tokens got you top pop hits like the Bay City Rollers on a 45. All you had to do was post them in with an SAE. (That’s a stamped addressed envelope for the post-internet crowd.) What you got back was a cheap, flimsy disc that was nothing like the singles we bought every Saturday from Woolworth’s….but it was so exciting to just get something in the post with your name on it.
Flash forward 35 years here in Nepal, and I can say with confidence that there can’t be one single vending machine in the whole country. They would be a spectacular disaster in so many ways! Where to even begin?! Here are just some of the challenges the Snackmandu Vending Company PVT would have to tackle:
- There are no coins, except tiny, tiny amounts that are fractions of a rupee and completely useless. You would have to use notes, which are the only real currency here and they are very old, very dirty and extremely crumpled. They would never be accepted by already overly finicky vending machine slots.
- Imagine a vending machine in a place where there are constant power cuts. Cold or hot thermostat settings without electricity would mean a world of warm coke and sweaty sandwiches. You, the thirsty customer, would hear the heavy thud of disconnected power just as your money leaves your fingers. The machine would swallow your cash and you–and your expectations– would be left in the dark. Good luck getting that refund!
- Vending machines require maintenance. They need to be filled, cleaned, oiled and serviced. Not here. The distribution lines from India sometimes supply… sometimes not… This week we have diet coke.,,,next week…not so much. The machines would be filled if and when… and maintained even less. As a temporary measure, someone creative would fix the broken vending machine with a rubber band and a bit of hose, where it would stay permanently until it, too, broke.
- And last, but by no means least, is the truth that nothing here is ready to be automated and vendors (real human ones) are the life blood of this city. Vending machines in Kathmandu are the guys that sit on street corners every day.
So perhaps to go back to my earlier thought of a futuristic machine that could sell anything… perhaps that vending machine could dispatch the elusive silver bullets that never seem to exist to solve problems here. A machine that dispatched problem-solving bullets that could cure poverty, corruption and social injustice…maybe it should be solar-powered, though?!
Wright Outta Nowhere 