It may only be 50 miles from the ‘Big City’ of Kathmandu to the rural village where we have been be teaching, but a vehicle can only move so quickly when it is headed directly through the Himalayas— on roads comprised of rocks and boulders of varying shapes and sizes. Due to road conditions (or the lack there of…), herds of goats and buffalo, broken down jeeps, and buses that appear to have been constructed 600 years ago, traveling ANYWHERE in Nepal is easier said than done. Here are some views from the hills throughout our 5-hour bumpy jeep ride to Hetauda.
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| Minutes after leaving the jeep station in Kathmandu, the pavement ends... |
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| Before you could say Kathmandu 10 times, we were high up in foothills |
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| We were beginning to wonder what Nepali tires are made of... |
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| In the hills, people survive because of terrace farming techniques |
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| Many homes are supported by bamboo posts and rest precariously on the mountainside |
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| Rivers snake through the valleys |
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| Just when our ears were starting to pop, we were humbled by the snow-capped Himalayas towering in the near distance |
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| And as we felt that we were continually staring death in the face, we were once again humbled by the massive quantities of Nepalis atop the speeding rickety buses |
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| We stopped in a peaceful village to stretch our legs and use the facilities |
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| Maybe next time I'll hold it in.... (please enlarge to see Cassie's face) |
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| Wasn't so bad for the men |
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| Finally some smooth pavement to sooth our insides as we neared our destination |
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