I arrived in Nepal two weeks ago, I feel like I have been here longer but also many things are still new to me. It’s Christmas Day and I did NOT go to 6am yoga – my gift to myself – stay cozy in bed until breakfast!
On Christmas Eve, Sarah and Hannah (the two young Aussies) and I decided to go out for a tea in celebration. We hoped there might be some sort of a dessert to have too but alas no. So we stuck to our hot lemons and black tea. The owner came by to wish us a Happy Christmas, he studied hotel management in London and worked for a while in London before his visa ran out. He returned home to open up ‘My Small Kitchen’ restaurant in Banepa. He was disappointed we could not celebrate Christmas with a toast so arrived back with an urn, 4 ceramic little bowls and poured us each a measure of a Newari specialty which was a cross between brandy and Irish Poteen. It was lethal! We took a few sips while he knocked his back. Once finished, the ceramic bowls get chucked out and smashed on the “street” outside. We were warmed from the inside out after our little nip!
This morning I doled out hair ties to a few of the little girls I meet every day on the walk up the hill to work. They have no clue what Christmas is but were thrilled with the unexpected pressie. The badminton game was abandoned whilst they compared hair ties. Let’s hope I picked the right ones!
I have nothing else planned for the remainder of the day except maybe finish early and search out a bar of chocolate – Christmas is not Christmas without Lindt Chocolate Reindeer (a tradition in my family) but I guess a Snickers bar or some such will have to do, washed down with a cup of coffee – bliss!
Happy Christmas everyone!