Nepal (Mis)Adventure Days 4 & 5: Syange

I’m currently here in my room, resting. Originally, I should be hiking up north today but I can feel that my body is still adjusting to sudden increase in physical activity and altitude so I decided to give it time to recuperate which I guess is also God’s way of telling me to rest because it’s Sabbath day.

That was my activity from yesterday. I walked a total of 19.1 km. The second half of that took more time than the first half because I was already tired, obviously and because of two of my most dreaded things during a hike: stairs and descents. This trail gave me descending stairs!!!! I literally felt like crying. My thought bubble was: will I ever make it? Where is the next ascent? Where will these stairs end? Halp!

When I got to Ghermu, where most trekkers stay, I decided that I should go to the next village, Syange. I asked for directions froma guy and he said he’s going to Syange too and he has a guest house. He offered to carry one of my backpacks, and thank God he did because guess what…more descending stairs! 😭

He offered me a free stay as long as I eat my meals with them which is fine with me because their meal prices are just the same as my previous lodging in Bhulbule.

When I told him this morning that I will be staying with them for one more day, he offered to take me to the nearby falls. It’s beautiful!

It’s freezing though so we didn’t stay long. Syange is a very peaceful village. I’m glad I stayed an extra day.

This view makes me feel like I am inthe Bible times. This is probably the kind of view that King David was looking at when he wrote the 23rd Psalm.


Nepal (Mis)Adventure Day 3: Bhulbule

To be able to go to the Annapurna Circuit trek, you have to ride a bus to Besisahar or to Bhulbule which is farther into the trek. Some tourists opt to go to Pokhara from Kathmandu because tourist buses only go through that route. Should a hiker choose to do that, he should stay the night in Pokhara and then ride a bus the next day from Pokhara to Besisahar/Bhulbule. So, you would actually waste a day for the sake of comfort.

I chose to ride the local bus and go directly to Besisahar originally. However, the ride took longer than I expected and walking from Besisahar to Bhulbule would take 4 hours. I did not want to risk walking in the dark on my first day so I chose to ride farther.

How does the bus that I was in look like? If you have ever been to Manila or are familiar with the place, you would know the killer buses. No AC, really old, driver drives like crazy, that kind of bus. That’s almost exactly how their local buses here are like.

So today, nothing much happened except the Japanese roommate decided to go ahead, she woke up super early! I woke up at 5:30 am and she wasn’t there anymore. We agreed on it the night before though. So, here I am, trekking alone. There were two people in the bus with me earlier, a Spanish lady and an American guy. We were the only ones who did not have guides.

I checked in immediately upon arriving so that I can relax early and leave early tomorrow as well.

I realized that the signs here are in number of trekking hours and not by kilometric/mile distance like the next village is 1.5 hours. That realization is making me scared because the landlady in this lodge said that my food will be ready in 30 minutes and it’s been more than an hour since and my food is still not here. I plan to walk the 5-hour destination tomorrow. How long would it possibly be in real life?

Nepal (Mis)Adventure Day 2: Kathmandu (Rated SPG)

I need to hit the sack soonest because tomorrow early morning, I will be traveling to Besisahar so I need to wake up at 5:30 am. Tomorrow is the day, everyone! I will finally start the real adventure. Please pray that the local bus I will be in would not have any problems and that I would arrive in Besisahar early enough to trek for about two hours more.

My roommates and I are all going to the Annapurna Circuit but not at the same time. We decided to go and get our permits together.

For Filipino readers: search Jadine’s Bahala Na before you proceed and play that while you read. Follow instructions!

Ok, so we went to the Tourist Service Center just outside of Thamel.

To get our TIMS permit, the permit to trek the spots in Nepal and the ACAP permit to trek Annapurna. Each costs Rs2,000.

The whole process did not take long and we got our permits in less than 30 mins.

An obligatory selfie to celebrate.

Ok, altogether now: 🎵🎶 Naniniwala na ako sa forever magmula ng makilala kita…na na na na na na 🎶🎵

Hanggang ngayong gabi na lang kami magkasama ni poreber. We went our separate ways after that naglakad lang kaming dalawang magkasama ng konti. I decided to go to Durbar Square where this happened:

Every where I go, someone would tell me that I look like someone they know. In fairness to me, many people here look a lot like Filipinos.

The Square is a place of several Hindu temples. It is where their living goddess, Kumari, lives. I hired a guide who explained to me the process of choosing her. Basically, a three year old girl who was born on a full moon with the right zodiac sign and palm lines would be chosen and be subjected to a lot of traumatic things and she’s not supposed to cry or get scared. Things like watching hundreds of animals get killed, staying in a room alone with scary objects and priests wearing scary costumes and playing scary music.

One of the temples that stood out for me was the “Hippie” temple. They called it that because during the 60’s and 70’s, Westerners would come and buy hash across the street and get high in that temple. He said even Jimi Hendrix performed there. Ewan ko lang kung ineechos lang ako ni kuya guide ha? Unfortunately, it was destroyed by the 2015 earthquake.

Another interesting thing for everyone, I’m sure is the Kama Sutra temple. Yes, the carvings are rated SPG.

Do you see the carvings? Here, I’ll zoom it in for you, you pervs.

What’s funny is that just across is a god in the form of a monkey whose eyes were covered. He said it is because he is a celibate god and he’s not supposed to see the Kama Sutra things. I mean, seriously? How cruel can they get? The guy is a virgin and should be a virgin forever and they put right in front of him the sex temple. The planners of those temples are just sinister. Couldn’t they put him in another location, like beside the Kumari’s residence perhaps because she’s a child and innocent. That poor monkey god.

Anyway, after that, I went to the Swayambhunath, I did not hire a guide this time. Basically, it was all stairs before you reach the idol.

There were even more steps before that.

There was nice view of Kathmandu from up there with the Himalayas as the backdrop.

After that, I walked all the way to Thamel and incidentally, I met my trekking demigod roommate and she decided we should walk home. So here is the summary of my activity for today:

And with that, I am exhausted right now and I have to go to bed. Good night!

Nepal (Mis)Adventure: Day 1 Kathmandu

I arrived last night at around 8:30 pm. My flights were Manila(MNL)-Kuala Lumpur(KLM), Kuala Lumpur-Kathmandu(KTM). First, can I just say how jealous I am that KL airports are easily accessible by train and there’s a trip every 30 mins. My transfer from KLIA2 (Air Asia) to KLIA (Malindo Air) only cost RM2. *Side eyes NAIA airports*

If you have a long layover, mine was 7 hours, it is better to spend it in KLIA2. It’s newer and it has more shops. It’s practically a mall. You could also go to KL Central if you’re not carrying a 9-kilo backpack. Ugh. KL express round trip ticket would be RM20.

Malindo Air, by the way, is an excellent airline. No, they did not pay me to say that but just between you and me, *whispers* it’s way better than United Airlines MNL-ROR flights. The leg rooms are spacious, more choices for inflight entertainment, and a legit meal. They also have a 30-kilo luggage allowance. They are strict in implementing the 7-kilo limit for carryons…which almost cost me trouble.

This is where my story of misadventure begins.

Air Asia allowed me to hand carry my backpack. I put a few dollars in the small pocket in my backpack’s belt and the rest of my tour money, I put in the deepest, darkest place of my backpack. Then, when I checked in for Malindo Air, they weighed it and it was 9 kilos, limit is 7 kilos. Because there is a long line, I just hurriedly opened that small pocket and grabbed whatever amount. Thinking that I would be able to get my backpack in Kathmandu anyway before I would need to pay anything.

I had several currencies in that pocket, Philippine pesos, Malaysian Ringgits, and US dollars plus my ATM card and my work permit. I took out the work permit earlier, while still in Manila, just in case the immigration officer would ask me for proof about my job.

I was wearing basic tropical weather clothes. My jacket was at the top portion of my backpack for easy access.

That was my first predicament.

When we landed in KTM, I was the only one wearing a thin shirt. I was just so glad that the temperature was 18deg Celsius and not 11deg as forecasted in my Weather app. Then, my second predicament, do I have enough money to pay for my visa? I haven’t checked which currency or how much I was able to get from my backpack’s pocket. They had a sign that they accept credit cards and I felt relieved because a card was in my pocket. When I took it out, it was my work permit! I thought that the visa would cost $50. I checked my bills and there was $40 dollars and I was already trying to figure out if the RM50 I also had in my pocket would be enough to cover the rest. When I came closer to the visa payment counter, the sign said it’s $40 for a 30-day stay. *Insert sigh of relief *

When I got to the immigration officer, he asked me about my job. Since I have a Philippine passport, he asked if I work in the Philippines. I said I work in Palau. He just nodded his head, but I can see by the distant look in his eyes that he doesn’t know where that is. He asked me what organization I work for. I said, “Surangel and Sons”. He nodded again and said, “okay, but where do you work, what organization?” I was a bit confused and then I remembered that my work permit is in my pocket. So, I just handed it to him and let him read for himself. Then, we understood each other (MU na kami, charot!). I got my passport stamped and out of the airport I went.

There was another drama related to the taxi ride to my hostel but I’m already sleepy to type that story.

So today, I went around Thamel. This was how I looked like in the taxi going to Thamel.

And this me going back to the hostel.

I went to Thamel as a bank robber and came back as an Abu Sayaff.

The roads are so dusty! So much road construction not going on. Confusing? Well there are some materials on the road for construction but no one is working.

What did I do in Thamel? I bought some hiking equipments. I bought a daypack backpack (a Deuter knockoff), a pair of trekking poles, a wide brimmed hat, knitted mitts and the head thingy (I don’t know what they’re called). I also bought an Annapurna Circuit map, a charger adapter, a sim card with data subscription. I know I might have overpaid a bit for some of the items but I don’t have energy to haggle. I just wanna it to be over and done with. I just think of it as helping the local tourism industry.

I ate in a very unassuming place that is top rated in TripAdvisor, the Thamel Doner Kebab. I had the Chicken Kebab Doner Shawarma because I love, love Persian food!

That big piece only cost $2.80! I want to go back tomorrow and have the falafel wrap.

I had a snack at the Brotchen Bakery cafe and had a lemon cheesecake and a masala tea. It was my first time to eat a warm cheesecake. They actually reheat that stuff before serving.

After that, I went back to my hostel and chilled (I love how appropriate this word is to me right now. Lol) with my roommates.

The lady in white is from Hongkong and she’s leaving tonight. She did the Annapurna Base Camp (ABC) trek. The guy is British who I have to say “say that again please” several times before I actually understood his first sentence. My ears had to adjust to his accent, no matter how beautiful it was.

On a side note, I love what the cold weather does to my hair! I did not even need to use a conditioner and it still looks a lot better than when I use tons of it in a hot climate.