I took a great number of photographs and wrote 10,000 words of my impressions.
The full story can be read in the following sections.
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As we reached Chitwan, we pulled in to a lovely complex of old wood and faux wattled walls, with wide basket light fixtures. It was quite beautiful.
We got up early and took the purple bus to Pokhara. The non-day bags were loaded onto the roof, and I can only hope nothing breakable was in there because they were hurled up with some force!
The city has been there for centuries, and there is a charge for tourists to enter. We walked through the city with our guide, looking at the buildings before we reached the house of the Living Goddess.
Nepal though, is a vibrant, chaotic, beautify place. The clothes, the buildings, the sun over the mountains are all a riot of colours that can be a challenge to do justice, and that shooting Black and White would impede.
