A long walk

The shop next door to our homestay sells dahi (yoghurt). It is so nice! After devouring 500ml of the stuff, we started on our 2 hour walk to the outskirts of Pokhara.

We walked through some interesting residential areas and took a rest at the International Mountaineering Museum. Lunch was chowmein freshly fried up by a lady in a cute little café. When we stopped for tea, the waitress had a very English accent. We enquired a little further and she actually lives in Basingstoke. She was on holiday in Nepal visiting her family, who owned the restaurant.

Further down the road we visited a little site full of animals. There were water buffalo eating the grass, goats eating the flowers, a man eating his lunch and plenty of egrets coordinating the feast.

Not long after we came to a spot with many small temples, a great view of the valley and a pretty, natural rock bridge.

On the way home we bought a bus ticket to our next destination, had dinner at our local haunt and were treated to some absolutely incredible dancing by a 2 year old! She is amazing. The music starts and her knees are going, arms waving, head wiggling and all in perfect time to the music. She is the next Micheal Jackson - no question!