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Janakpur buying coke

Wow, I love Janakpur! People is very welcoming. The purpose of my trip? But they are not annoying, once they are done with the list of questions they go. This morning in the shop where I stopped to buy a coke I met a very smart boy. Because I told him I live somewhere near Venice, he told me about Marco Polo, born in or similar, that left Venice to go to China, where he lived for 17 years, becoming friends with the emperor. By the way, the coke was to kill potential bacteria that I might have ingestited with a weird drink I had for breakfast. Just out of the hotel this morning, desperately looking for something to eat, I saw some people drinking this yellow thing, and I decided to try it. But it was cold, I should only drink something that has been boiled or that is in bottles. This drink was probably made with their tap water and some corn flour from the taste of it. Quite thick. Not my favorite drink. These days they are celebrating Diwali , one of the most important holiday for Hindu. Their Christmas, as they explain it. It lasts 10 days. Tomorrow will be the most important day, when thousands of goats will be sacrificed to gods I read this is only a tradition of Nihang Sikhs. For many families it will be the only occasion to eat meat. I would like to participate to the celebrations, but tomorrow I must leave Nepal because my visa is expiring. It would have been interesting. I like walking around the town. This morning while I was walking around I could hear prayers and songs coming from speakers. I sat on the steps of a temple, surrounded by many small altars, and I looked at the people around me. A family the man dressed in bleach white entered escorted by a group of armed men. In the temples priests or servants? A man sells newspapers and he has a large group of men, sitting on the steps of the temple, reading his newspapers. A cow tied to the column of a temple. She also has a red forehead. A guy moaning as he prays. In another temple two men dressed in white are sitting on the floor and are talking, one with a long grey beard, and the usual skinny man that brings them water to wash their hands. The cow is holy for hindy. Poor hindy, I wonder what they feel when they come to Europe and see what happens to their holy cow. There are many cows roaming freely around town, it looks like if they were also taking a stroll; people walk around them, most times ignoring them, sometimes they stop to put the red powder tikka on their foreheads. These white cows with red forehead are quite pretty. I wonder if they have a owner and how they find them? It was interesting. The center was founded in I believe; here work women from the village, very poor, that have the chance to create a space out of the influence of the husband. They make pottery, carpets, bags. I bought a cup I love cups and some mirrors to hang on walls. I wanted to send them home, but the post office is not like those you find in Europe. I will try from India. As soon as I got out of the post office I was invited to visit a family for a tea. That became a pork with puffed rice and vegetables, and a glass of grapefruit juice. The mother of the family even gave me some bracelets and a necklace. Probably they hoped I would bring their 20yo son to Italy. They were a well-off family, compared to the average nepali, all children had been to university, one was in the army, the other in Kathmandu working for Qatar Airlines. They also invited me to sleep with them, they hoped I could meet the father, that was at work, and another of the brothers. I excused myself saying that my bag was at the hotel. They were incredibly welcoming, and it was nice and funny at the same time, spending some time with them. And I am scared of letting one off, in case I got diarrhea. It is built in honor of Rama and Sita, husband and wife. Women wear their most precious sari to come here. While I was sitting there, looking at the people around me, there was always someone coming to talk. The usual questions. A guy was slightly different. It was a true interrogation. Favorite book, hobbies, movies, and so on. He asked me what I think of the political life in Nepal. You tell me. Not very good, he said. They are like HitlerS, he said. I heard many people complaining about the government. Nepal is a beautiful country that needs a good government and a boost to the economy. People deserve to live a better life. In the evening I stopped to drink a fresh juice of tiny oranges and I saw that many people were drinking a white thing, a bit thick. I wonder how they make it. I went back after dinner fried fish very salty and I had two more. I wonder if I will find lassi in India too? I will have loads. I was really surprised by the hospitality and warmth of people in Janakpur. At first I thought they were a bit intrusive and too curious, but they have been a good company throughout the day. Create a website and earn with Altervista - Disclaimer - Report Abuse. Get a site. Facebook X Instagram. Janakpur by Jan 15, Nepal. October 14, Wow, I love Janakpur! An oblivious goat. Like this: Like Loading Ultimi Articoli.