Women take four hours to burn

Pashupatinath, the temple of burnings..from an outsider view

Suzi Richer


“For men it takes about three hours to burn and for women it takes four hours. Do you know why?” asks our friendly guide.

We hazard a guess that women have more flab. We’re not far from the truth.

Pashupatinath temple is the one of most important Shiva Hindu temples in the world, but the temple itself can only be visited if you are Hindu. However, the open-air cremation areas just next-door can be viewed by anyone. It seems a little topsy-turfy that such a significant moment in family life is open for all to watch and has effectively become a tourist attraction.

(The power has just gone out. Thank goodness my iPad is backlit!)


After the body has been washed in the sacred,but sluggish, Bagmati river, it is placed on a pile of carefully laid split pine logs. Straw from rice cultivation is used as a type of kindling…

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Tihar Legends. “The love of a sister”

The legend as may more begins with a King, to be more precise, with the Kirati King, His Majesty Sr. Bali Hang, who lived happily in his royal palace with his family. His Majesty had a sister named Jamuna, with whom he shared a very strong sibling bond as they loved each other very much.

One day the beloved King fell very sick and Jamuna, his sister, guarded and took very well care of him while the royal family doctors would come. MEdicine was given to him and Jamuna made shure that her brother was well assisted at all times. Unfortunately the doctors’ medicine had no effect on the King. for that, in her desperate search for a cure Jamuna called all doctors and gurus  from the country  and even from other countries far away, but all they tried to cure him with, from herbal medicine to rituals, nothing seemed to work, it was all in vain. Now the loved King was in the edge of death, waiting for Yamaraj, the God of Death to take him.  As it was expected Yamaraj came for the King Bali Hang’s soul. Then his beloved sister pleaded to the mighty God to wait until she would finish worshipping her brother a before taking his soul away from her. Yamaraj granted her wish and so Jamuna conducted a very long and elavorated ceremony for her brother. Once she was done, the sister performed another long ceremony for the God of Death. Once both celebrations concluded Yamaraj was ready to take the Kings soul, but then Jamuna reminded the Great God, he could not take Bali Hang her brother’s soul until the tika, which she had smeared on his forehead, would fade away; until the water that she sprinkled on her brother would  dry; and until the makhmali flowers she carefully put around his neck would wilt.

Yamaraj knew that what she said was true and so He left for that year. Though, the mighty God sent his messengers to inspect the tika, the water and flowers the same day at the same time every year in order to take the King’s soul but every year the tika was in the King’s forehead, the water spilled over him and the flowers bloomed around his neck as Jamula every year would perform the same ceremony before Yamaraj messengers’ would come. After few years of waiting, Yamaraj, the God of Death admitted that he had lost Bali Hang’s soul to his pious sister and granted him a long life. For that His Majesty the King Bali Hang was very thankful to his sister and granted her with presents every year on that day.

This is how, this day in the Hindu culture is believed to be the Panchami or Bhai Tika day, which takes place the 4th day of Tihar.

Please, consider that this is one of those stories that are passed through word of mouth and therefore is related with my own words. Thank you!

Tihar. Festival of Light

Hinduism is well known for having a lot of Festivals. Some more important than others. Tihar, is considered one of the most important of the year and is also a Buddhist celebration. The feeling of any foreigner is that this is like Christmas! Happy festival, full of colourful lights on the streets gives the city an enchanting atmosphere.

Since I’m now staying in Nepal I researched some information and in this link you have detailed all that happens and why it happens during this beautiful festival. 

In my research, as they are always known for their wisdom, I could not stop myself to ask the elders about the story behind this festival of lights, thankfulness of nature and best wishes from sisters to brothers and brothers to sisters.

The legends happen to be different versions of the same but all of them as beautiful and meaningful as the other. I’ve named them for my memory, “Goddess Laxmi, the King & the Serpent” and “The love of a sister”.


Companies with Social Utilities

I get into a social network , and through a comment from a friend I get the link below :


I find it very interesting and while I read I realize that this is the first time I read about something so interesting, a now a days problem and from what curiously I had never heard of a topic as companies with a social utility .

I realize that cost much time and effort to make diffusion. Also that this topic starts only now to have it and it is very important to learn and find more news and books by people like Christian Felber. A thinker of our time , without cheap philosophies with utopies that are plausible .

( From the link of “El País”)

Christian Felber had an intuition : in financial markets was the root of the problem. In economics, a social science to be addressed taking into account ethical, philosophical and moral .

After researching and reflecting , into studies of Sociology and Political Science , the young philologist and Austrian psychologist , born in Salzburg in 1972 , became its panoramic view of the social sciences in 50 proposals for a fairer world , published in 2006 . Later, investigated the values ​​underpinning the capitalist system : competitiveness , performance , growth, profit. “What values ​​are these ” thought . Is there no other ? He began to study some of those who govern human behavior in society such as aid, cooperation , solidarity . And he found that these were not present in the markets.

Question. The problem is that the money went from being a means to become an end ?

Answer . Yes, the money, capital , profit. If a company can more easily obtain that end undermining democracy and corrupting it , is going to do , because for a company democracy is a lower order compared to increasing profits and heritage. If the purpose of the company was the common good, not corrupt democracy. This is the core.

Christian Felber speaks these words in perfect Castilian on a terrace, in Barcelona , with a heat that melts the asphalt. Alternative economics professor at the University of Vienna student days spent in Madrid. He explains that the definition of the values ​​, objectives and means allowed to show that the average inmate system lives : money.

He turned his thoughts in a book, New values ​​for the economy (2008 ) , in which differentiated values, goals and means of the capitalist system . The clarity of his presentation made ​​several Austrian businessmen to approach him . ” I said that was what they had in the gut , but who had never been so clearly verbalize ” . The interaction of Felber , spokeswoman ATTAC Austria ( Association for the Taxation of Financial Transactions for the Aid of Citizens ) , with a dozen entrepreneurs produced the model of the economy of the common good , which combines ethics and economics.

P. In The economics of welfare, you offer data showing that the income gap between highest paid executives and workers in enterprises has increased from a ratio of 24-1 , in 1965 , one of 325-1 , in 2011 . You propose that wages do not exceed 20 times the minimum wage . What are the first steps to be taken in a transition towards a common good ?

four Ideas

Any alternative voice should be heard ? Teresa Forcades , Spanish nun who rails against the system. “Speak without fear of capitalism , with clarity , and is committed to direct democracy .”

An idea or a concrete step towards a better world? ” Direct Democracy : Referendums and democratic assemblies to define a constitutional process .”

A book? No contest: The case against competition (no case : the case against competition ) , Alfie Kohn . ” It opens our eyes to the issue of cooperation and competition .”

A date? ” One of Max Frisch : The problem of capitalism is that man exploits man. And communism is exactly backward . “

R. The limitation of inequality could be one of the first steps , as is being done in Switzerland. When it first sued in 2006 , and of course , I was not the first to do so , often branded communist I propose a limitation of inequality. I consider myself liberal . To safeguard the freedoms you have to put limits on grounds liberals. But the only freedom that is the limit of the property. This year, the World Economic Forum founder Klaus Schwab in Davos proposed limiting factor income in the 20 , ie higher wages than twenty times the minimum wage. But the media silenced him . In November he will do a referendum in Switzerland on the implementation of twelve companies factor . There is a proposal communist or , utopian logic enters the economic leaders themselves , who know that if we continue like this we will end in a civil war . This is not a good prospect for them either , so I prefer to limit inequality losing everything and lose the peace .

The economy model developed by Felber common good is eminently practical . Companies instead of being guided only by their results, they do by criteria of social utility. As important is to produce profits, as they respect the environment , remunerate both men and women , do not exploit their workers , create jobs … The tool for companies , is the balance of the common good , which assesses all these factors. Same with countries : the indicator of gross domestic product (GDP ) is replaced by the product of the common good , an indicator that measures the quality of democracy , environmental policy , the fair distribution of the benefits generated , equality, between other factors.

Three years have passed since the publication , in August 2010 , the common good ofthe economy (edited by Deusto ) . More than 3,800 people have joined the cause , in addition to 159 associations and 1,277 companies ( over two hundred Spanish ) .

P. In their model , firms better look after the common good receive incentives , but at this point in the process , what incentives for companies to join this idea?

R. The effect is the strongest . Many companies would care to know why they are doing what they are doing and be part of a system that makes sense , not a system that goes against our ethics. They are pioneers of an economy at the service of mankind . The balance of the common good for them is an organizational development tool : the ethical assessment of what they are doing leads them to a metamorphosis. On the platform in which they operate , companies lend each other support , including financial . They attract labor ethics and ethical customers .

P. One of the keys to his model is based on a commitment to direct democracy. Citizens are consulted more often involved in the draft legislation , for example , thanks to the possibilities offered by digital technologies .

R. Maybe this is the first key. Everything is possible with other types of democracy that combines direct democracy , participatory democracy and economic democracy. The parties are too far from the sovereign people . The culture of direct democracy is beginning , because people realize that the supposed representatives do not represent us . For me the solution is direct democracy, referenda , democratic assemblies for certain topics such as the economic, monetary , media …

P. You speak of a new democratic system of the economy …

Christian Felber . / GIANLUCA BATTISTA

R. Yes , but where do you start? For the municipalities of the common good , organized citizen participation processes . The first is the development of quality of life index city , to know what the goal is . And second, democratic economic assemblies , where citizens define economic order , according to your preferences , needs and values. The economy of the common good is not a perfect model and finish. Key issues to be discussed by the citizens.

P. And advocates called democratic banking , how banks would work ?

R. We should start by butchering the systemic banks which are too big and they are very interconnected , why are rescued . That would get the market back to being market. Banks would offer an alternative to orient the common good , becoming non-profit entities , as at the first savings banks , so they could enjoy the benefits to the State . If you choose to be for-profit entities , are withdrawn support from the state , for example, the support of the European bank. The State would not hire them , nor guarantee the savings deposited in them. And if you go bankrupt , the state does not have to save them. In the long term , the idea is that all banks are oriented to the common good , like schools , colleges , universities .

P. Faced with competition you propose cooperation. Faced with distrust, the need for control and fear, generosity , altruism and solidarity. More than once I have criticized this idyllic and utopian vision of what things can be …

R. Yes , I also have said they are against human nature . Science says that cooperation motivates us more stronger than the competition , that the human being has an innate sense of justice and the capacity for compassion , empathy , and a spontaneous urge to help another , even babies two years as have . The fact that today we are so selfish is that we learn , not something genetic .

Monks’ Preyers, Meditation & Himalayas!

Tengboche, 5th day of trek.

Early in the morning, in the warmth of my sleeping bag and the coldness of our room I woke up. The clothes for next day were picked up from my bag and put all inside the sleeping bag to get them warm. It was like touching dry ice cubes. Meanwhile, as certainly there was no way I could get a shower that morning, I got my pack of fresh wipes and “washed” that way the best I could. By the time I was done my clothes were warm enough to put them on. Of course, inside of the sleeping bag I changed. This is usually more tiring than normal dressing but taking in consideration the altitude we were at, 3900m / 13,000ft, it became a more difficult task. I could feel I was in thin air as I put one pice of clothes at a time and had to stop to rest in between for one or two minutes. Finally, I was warm and dressed. It was time to move out of the cocoon that I looked like in the bed. Warmth was vanished in a matter of seconds so I moved the fastest I could making my bag. Later I rushed stairs down with some of the others of the group to the magnificent Buddhist Temple as at 6 am started the monks’ prayer and foreigners were invited in to join in prayer and meditation.

Tengboche Meditating

Morning Preyer at the Buddhist Monastery in Tengboche

I was surprised of how many people came considering the heavy snow that covered all the valley and the way to the temple and the coldness (as anyone can imagine the temple has no heating system whatsoever) and waited at the patio in front of the temple’s door to be welcomed in. That also had a ritual which started with two monks setting two golden bowls with burning incense one on each side of the entrance, saying a small prayer three times, making the big golden bell ring and finally inviting us in. Of course, NO Photos were allowed. Once inside we sat down around the monks seats in front of the altar. Prayer and meditation started with the Lama’s first words. The sensation felt by all, the most spiritual and the least spiritual of all the groups was PEACE in all it’s meanings. We all experienced calmness, peace of mind, content happiness and amazingly we all at some point of the prayer felt warmth. Some left earlier some later  and some when stood there few more minutes meditating after all was over. At that point is when I felt the best energy of the place. I don’t know why but it is certainly a feeling of being welcome, safe and at peace. This was definitely a great experience and an awesome way to start the day.

Once out, we took some pictures in the snow but were so hungry that we hurried up to go to the nice and comfy dining room. Where most of the group was already having tea or coffee and all waiting for breakfast. As always, there were nice conversations all around the table about very disperse subjects. Certainly today the morning prayers and the coldness had a special place.

It was time to move on, we still had an entire day of walking up to Dingboche, at 4,500m / 14,800ft. After a nice picture of all the group it was time to start walking and though the cotton white snow we went on a single line. Once we passed the meadow the thick and magic rhododendron forest awaited for us. Well, that was a difficult walk. Not for any other thing than because of the snow all the trail was extremely muddy which made us slow down trying not to slip and that became more difficult as most of the way was descending. Just as we went in we came out of the forest and the sun was brightly shining for us. Once out this majestic mountain on our left appeared and the river at the end of the valley was few meters below our feet and there in front of us a metal bridge to jump from one to the other graceful mountain. While admiring this picture some of us realized that there on the distance, at the other side were Thars, the himalayan mountain goats calmly eating from few trees. Here on a rock we rested and took quite a few pictures.

Tengboche, view from the temple

Tengboche, view from the temple

The group kept on walking and since it was a big group as is usual there were a big range of walking speeds which made us all spread a little which having the awesome guides we did was not a problem at all. They were so great that didn’t matter which speed one was walking there was always one of the guides close enough. I was amazed of how great care they took of everyone making sure we all were ok, had everything we needed. Surely this trek would of not have been the same without their great job and knowledge of the mountains and the high altitude. After crossing the bridge, the landscape changed drastically. There were hardly any trees or vegetation. The most seen were rocks and few bushes that certainly as we were walking higher seemed a little out of place. By the time we reached a comfy and small restaurant, in the middle of nowhere, the clouds had catch us up so some of us decided to eat fast and go as we knew that staying in the cold with no sun would be very much more tiring plus be seated for a long time after eating made us feel so much more tired.

Off we went though the fog and skipping the caravans of yaks and yopkes that were passing us on our way to Dingboche. After few more hours of walk there, in the middle of a high altitude valley it was. We couldn’t see the magnificent mountains that surrounded the village as the entire valley was covered with clouds but we wouldn’t have to wait much to do so.

Like many other days we spent our time resting in the comfiness of the dining room, talking, playing cards and deciding what and when to eat dinner as like always had to be done before 5.30pm. After this, at 6pm was time for some yoga practice. This took place inside the dining room in a corner to not bother the other guests who together with all the guides and the lodge staff became very interested on our practice. Actually some of our guides joined us as well.

Yoga Practice at Dingboche

Yoga Practice at the lodge’s dining room in Dingboche

Resting at the Dingboche Lodge Big Dinning Room!

Resting at the Dingboche Lodge Big Dinning Room










Around 7:30pm dinner was served. Everyone gathered together in a long table and enjoyed the meal and surely each other company. Once done, we all kept on talking about the food we ate and who had the best meal, the beautiful landscape that we had enjoyed, today’s yoga practice or how lucky we were to be there. Later followed time for few card games and smaller talks that got us entertained until late. When all the sudden someone that had gone to bed came back and said: “Everyone come out! you will not believe how AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL it is out there!”. Well, I have to say that it was true! in front of us we had a clear sky full of shining stars and a brilliant full moon that present us the most incredible picture we had seen in this trek. Amadablam, was literally in front of us, it’s peaks, mother and daughter, were shining diamonds in the sky at 6.000 m of altitude. This view was stunning. There is no way of describing the immensity of the landscape we had in front of us. Further more, from this majestic mountain towards our left a procession of white peaks shined under the bottom blue and top white of the gracious Amadablam to find Island Peak (I understood then its name, it’s literally an island in the start of the valley) and further to the left of it the Eight thousander peak of Nuptse. Despite the cold, could we ask for more? I don’t think so. At this point I was certain that to do this trek was a great decision that I would never ever regret. Amadablam, a mountain that I felt in love with at first sight showed me that.

The next Route..

The travel continues, to an unknown world that every time seem closer, with a stunning landscape, full of beauty that even though at some times it definitely felt very hostile it kept being enchanting to any traveller that would enter between the marvellous mountains of the Himalaya. 


Like that, through the fog, between valleys and rivers our trek started the third day. We began with a morning meditation session at 6 am that together with our breakfast was perfect to harmonize and give us strength to continue our trek. The departure from Namche would be around 7 in the morning, between clouds and a misty but nice rain that unfortunately didn’t let us see the craggy mountains. But that didn’t matter because what we could see, the trak, the other trekkers and villagers, sometimes the valley and the atmosphere that we breath were already much more than enough.


Following, we entered in a forest of pines and rhododendrons where in between ascents, descents and hanging bridges some of us encounter our inner child. Racing each other on the way down laughing and playing to see who would arrive first to the other side of the bridge. What a sensation of freedom and happiness!

In between, we found on the way a lot animals, carrying loads of supplies for the coming villages or the expeditions at Base Camp. Those where some mules but mostly Yaks and Yopkes – crossbreed between a Yak and an Ox. These strong and furry animals are used to high altitude and cold. Actually a Yak cannot live below 3500m. 


We stopped at Orsho to eat, when I saw a horse, all set up just looking at me. I couldn’t hold myself, I went to pet it and soon enough the owner let me jump on it. Other than the pictures taken, the feeling of imagining oneself galloping through those mountains was such a rush.

Still, we had more to walk. We ascended 100m from Namche, descended 300m and now we were facing a 600m ascent to Tengboche. So we had around 4h more to walk through a forest of rhododendrons and now also the company of the shining sun that showed us the trail, the forest, the valley and the beautiful mountains.

As good mates, we would wait one another and in a resting point Arjun, the guide and I got my playing cards out. As others were arriving they joined the game to the point that we were about 7 or 8 playing. The others would just lay down and relax, drink water, or take pictures. Definitely it became a wonderful memory for all. Finished the break it was time to keep on going up. the clouds showed up once more and with them also rain and fog came, later, higher up rain became snow and temperatures drop drastically down. By the time we arrived to Tengboche, the landscape was covered all in white, it was freezing cold and sun was setting. Who arrived earlier were able to enjoy the chantings and prayers of the monks at the monastery of Tengboche. The others were just able to get to the lodge and try to warm up at the big dinning room next to the heater, have some rest and drink a lot of hot tea. Half an hour later it was yoga practice time that ended up taking place at the porters common sleeping room. Today was time for yoga on the mattress and in couples. What ended up being a laughter therapy sometimes. At least we were able to stretch, warm up and harmonize. 


The bad is that at  this hight there is lack of everything, hence, there was heating system only in the big dining room. Consequently, the rest of the lodge was freezing cold just as much as the outside. That night I didn’t use the bathroom, I didn’t brush my teeth and changed clothes inside my sleeping bag. Here is when I asked myself: “What am I doing suffering this coldness? Will it really be worth it? When did I decide to get in this adventure!?” My face that was uncovered was freezing. In between the hight and the cold air I woke up several times. That night I didn’t sleep well.

 Like everything, this also passed and the following day would one by one demonstrate me that it was so much worth it. The reward for the effort that at the end it wasn’t that much, would be a thousand times better and would become a life time memory.

Way to Everest BC through the doors of the Himalayas

In the comfiness of my sleeping bag I woke up with the first sunlight. Natalie was already up and ready for what was going to be our first morning yoga practice in this trek. The room was very cold and the only light in the room was the one coming from outside, through the stemmed windows. The entire inside of this lodge was wooden made and the walls separating the rooms where made out of a very thin wooden material. Right next to the stairs a toilet to share between twenty rooms was the only separate room, the bathroom.

I moaned in bed for too long and almost run late so I jumped out of my sleeping bag, got my yoga mattress and ran downstairs hoping I would not wake up anyone with the wooden cracking noise of my steps. At the dinning room everyone was moving tables and chairs making space for us as it was really too cold outside. The scene was quite strange and funny. The ten of us where on the same comfy clothes we were the night before, so I would consider we were all in our pyjamas. Some where with wool hats and gloves, soon taken off from the heat generated from our practice, others were with pullovers and for sure we all were sleepy.

Yoga practice started by being thankful and taking full consciousness of where we were and how lucky we were to be able to have this experience. While we moved and stretched the time flu by and very slowly all the workers in the kitchen started with their chores as getting breakfast ready. My appetite got open at the second that the smell of the cooking pot reached my nose. It was a waking up for my stomach and a challenge for my mind to keep concentrated in the practice. Luckily we had few more minutes of practice and the atmosphere and energy from the whole group was so nice, peaceful and strong that wasn’t difficult to get my thoughts back to the yoga practice.

Yoga at Namche

Yoga at Namche

Around 7am the atmosphere of the lodge completely changed. From being calm and silence to noisy and busy place where everyone was up doing something. Upstairs, at the rooms, all the guests, including us were getting all their things ready and packing for the porters to carry right away while we would leave after breakfast. This was a picture of trekkers getting dressed, going from one room to the other talking and discussing what was best to wear for the day. Worried about the weather and the journey to come. “Should I do a ponytail or just put a buff on my hair?” “should we get only the pullover or take the down jacket as well, just in case?”.. and while this was going on, the porters were finishing their own breakfast, some going up and down the stairs bringing the bags down and some already tighting up the bags that were ready to carry. At the kitchen, the work was “frenetic” in a nepali style. Everyone in there was doing something. From making coffee or tea, making pancakes and omelets or just getting the tables ready. Slowly all the trekkers filled the dining rooms and our attentive guides started serving first the drinks, later the food.

Himalayan Valley

Himalayan Valley

By 8.30am our group was filled with energy, strength and excitement, ready to go. The walk started through the same path taken the day before to go to the temple, but this time, at the crossing, instead of climbing up the mountain, we continued straight through the path. It took us first on a way down through a forest of pines, made us cross a hanging bridge and continue our way down to the bottom of the valley following the river all the time. Down there the path was very rocky but nice to walk without taking in consideration the heat from walking under the bright sun and the lack of shadow of the trees that were near by but not close enough. After looking at my surroundings, those huge mountains, the river, the trees and the birds flying, I started getting caught up by it. I would look around and with every breath I would let the clean and pure air of the valley penetrate in my body and fulfill my lungs and from there extend to each muscle and molecule with oxygen and happiness. After few minutes, I could not believe how happy and lucky I was to be there, feeling hugged by those amazing mountains and touched by the himalayan sun. I was filled up with joy. Apparently I was not the only one. Everyone in the group had a smile in their face and all I heard at this time was how lucky we were and how beautiful this was.

In a trek though not all is nice and easy, and today was not going to be an exception. Here came the last and most difficult part of the trek. Steady up we went again through the pine forest. After crossing an amazing high hanging bridge and continued all the way up through the mountain. Now, this was hard. At the end of the ascent, the Namche Bazar check point was in front of us, only 10 more minutes to go! And finally, the grand portico to Namche bazar appeared. Considered the entrance to the Himalayan kingdom. An open door to the Sherpa land and its capital. We were proud of ourselves to make it there, to be able to be there and of course, it was picture time crossing the door to the so called Sherpa capital, the entrance to the Himalaya.

At the lodge, same process as the day before followed. First keys handover. Second, dinner order ( always order before 5pm and served in between 7 and 7.30pm). Third clothes changing and back to the comfy dinning room, the only warm place in the whole building. Later, yoga practice outside the lodge, in the cold, at 3.500m/11.500ft, did not seem very convenient but it ended up being very fun. Today, Mimi, one of the girls from the group that is also a yoga teacher back home, in Canada, was going to be leading us through the practice as she was very dynamic and that was what we needed to get warm and don’t be cold. Our energetic practice started and before we knew it we were surrounded by a group of children amazed. Their faces were just priceless. After 2 min of watching us they started doing some of the poses. Playing and laughing the kids ended up in between of the mattresses going through the practice. We all had the greatest time all together with those beautiful, happy and gracious children. Again, unexpectedly, this day ended surprising all of us in a greater way than we could of have ever imagined.

The sun rose on our third day of the trek. This was an acclimatization day used to do some final shopping for things needed for the trek and learn some more about the sherpa culture. As soon as we woke up, the amazing mountains were in front of us. It was difficult to believe that some greater mountains were waiting for us and our morning yoga practice started with those magnificences looking at us. But suddenly the clouds covered all the valley and rain started being mild

to let us walk up to the museum on top of the hill where in a clear day one can see Mt. Everest, but not today. Though mountains were hidden by the clouds, our hopes were up and we continued to Tenzing’s village, which is right behind another mountain. On our way the rain transformed into snow and we turned into children playing with the snow while walking. So much fun and such a great way to not feel the cold. Between games and walks, ups and downs, we visited Hillary’s school and tasted the great DahlBhat prepared by a sherpa family that treated extremely well, just as great as our lovely guides. After resting was time to continue our journey back to our lodge not after visiting the village monastery where is supposed to be the Yeti’s hand and scalp and get blessed by the monks and ended taking pictures with them all.

On our way back, snow was heavily falling and we were happy to experience the change of landscape that this weather gifted us with. Once in the lodge everyone was exhausted, ready to have a nice and restorative sleep to be ready for the next day. Some just got comfy and some, like me, enjoyed what to me seemed a delightful hot shower of 400nrp. outside the lodge, having to cross the cold rain, in a toilet/shower made of sheet metal and wood. But indeed, one of the best showers of my life, with the hot water, the steem as I was in a sauna and the sensation of being clean..really, small things in life are the most important!

Namche Bazar

Namche Bazar