Goodbye

प्रकाशित: 29.01.2019

In the evening in Kathmandu, we had a small All Hands meeting. There are so many of us, you can always meet someone in Kathmandu. And then I pondered for ages. Should I go to Gorkha? Or not? Should I just stay in Kathmandu? There's actually enough to do there and so many people to meet. Should I join other All Hands people and go to Bandipur? Because I've always wanted to go there... Terrible! And too little time.

Finally, this morning at 6 o'clock, I was on the bus to Gorkha. That was also the original plan. I just had some doubts whether I could handle being there alone...

So first, I took the bus out of Kathmandu. I can't even get that far before I have to change buses. Two half-filled buses don't make sense, so they are combined. And then we continue to the Gorkha District. Everything is as usual, we stop at the same places for breaks and food. I've traveled this route so many times, it's like sitting on the train from Fulda to Munich. Just more exciting. On the way, I remember all the place names again. In Barakilo, I have to change buses, it works. The bus to Chipleti is a bit crowded, but I like these trips the most. I don't have a seat initially, but Anju, who is visiting her family in Chipleti, insists that I take hers. Ultimately, we share a seat for the next four hours. But the road has surprisingly become comfortable.

From Chipleti, I have to walk for another hour and then I'm finally back in Langdi! Kanche Didi didn't know I was coming, and I don't know who was more excited between the two of us. By now, she has a proper house again and she's amazed at my Nepali skills. It's just beautiful. And as much as I liked Banjhe, there was one thing missing there - the Himalayas. However, I am now much further north and higher up. It's noticeable in the temperatures, and since I don't have a campfire here, I retreat to my sleeping bag with the darkness. Of course, after having eaten the best Dhalbhat in the world.

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