When I left Nepal in 2008, I thought it might be my last visit to my “home away from home” in Pokhara. I had visited Nepal a dozen or more times in the 2000s and spent weeks at a time living in the house in Pokhara. The shot above is one of many taken from the roof of the house. Ramesh, the head of the household, had finally gotten his green card when I was there in December, 2008 and was to start his new life in the US a month later, His wife Laxmi and son Rahel would follow later (we hope they’ll be here within the next month). So, figuring “this is it,” I was in tears as I left that roof to get into the car for the trip to the airport.
But now — HURRAY! — it looks like I’ll be making another visit. My Nepali housemate Nimesh is virtually certain to get married in Kathmandu this year. I will certainly return for that! I hope I’ll be joined by as many members of my family as can make the trip. I’d love to see them all in the Pokhara house.
When in Pokhara, I would head out every morning to walk down to Mike’s restaurant for breakfast. I loved that walk! Join me in taking the walk and you’ll see why. Here’s our starting point — the Pokhara house:
The mountain is Fishtail, the nickname for the holy, unclimbed Mt. Macchapucchre, which looms over Pokhara. Now let’s head up the path from the house to the street in front of the house:
It’s a short walk to the main road that leads down to Lakeside, which is the tourist section where Mike’s is located. The views from the main road are pretty good:
What do you know! Here comes Mike being driven to work by Surya. Mike’s innovative stone house that combines traditional Newari architecture with “green” features is just down the road fom our house.
And, a few minutes later, here comes Ramesh with the love of my life, his son Rahel:
As we head down the main road, this spectacular tree marks the point where we leave the busy, noisy main road for a quieter alternate route:
We get another peak at the mountains:
As we head down the lane to Mike’s, we stop to say “Namaste” to Laxmi’s wonderful mother. Ramesh got here before us. He’s really not trying to ignore his mother-in-law. (Just realized. I must have taken this shot since that my blue back pack on the ground.)
Let’s take this table with an unobstructed view of the lake: