How does one begin to describe a place like Nepal?
I've been using words like amazing and majestic, in an attempt to convey something of the jaw-dropping, monumental intensity of this place.
But words aren't big enough for this country.
When you're surrounded by the endless sprawl of the Himalayas - and they really ARE endless - you somehow feel like a giant and a grain of sand, all at once....
This feels like a place where you can be something. Where you can help and be helped, where you can teach and learn, all in equal parts.
It feels like the place I've been searching for forever...only I never even realized I was
looking.
There are a thousand reasons to love a place like Nepal. And a thousand reasons why it will break your heart.
You love it for the colours. Look up, and you see blues, greys, golds and whites filling the skies. Look down and you see the dark greens and browns of the forest and earth. Look around, and you'll also see the reds, the purples and the pinks that gleam on the traditional dress of the Nepalis, the Tibetans, the Indians who all live here in a semblance of harmony. You see the oranges and yellows of the fishing boats, reflecting off the surface of Phewa lake. It's amazing.
You love it for the light. Light which can change in the span of a few minutes from the ominous darkness of a thunderstorm to the dazzling light of the sun as it bounces off the snow-capped peaks of the Annapurnas. Majestic. Jaw droppingly majestic.
I've been here a week. And every day, I have to stop at least 18 times just to LOOK. It takes my breath away.
This chapter's gonna be a good one kids.
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