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Adventuring in Nepal: Long Enough
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Monday, February 21, 2011. I’ve been here 8 months. I have 8 days left. Which is a pretty crazy thought considering the first month I was here I couldn’t fathom 2 weeks, much less 8 months! I’ve been here long enough to watch people go through growth spurts - to look back at a picture and say, “Whoa! He looks so small! That was the time I almost got fried on the top of the apartment building. I've been here long enough to see skinny jeans become almost as popular as the khurta. Im so excited to hear abou...
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Adventuring in Nepal: September 2010
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Thursday, September 30, 2010. From left to right, Bikram, Dennis, Abrick, Shrijan, me, Dixon. The other night we went over to Lincoln and Drusi's house to watch a movie and build a fire out back. The boys go almost every week, but this was the first time I'd gone with them. When we got there Drusi said, "Oh, you guys made a new friend." (Man was she wrong.) I said politely, "Oh, we're not really new. Friends." Shrijan added, "Yeah, she's more like a sister.". Brownies and Frito-like chips with Shrijan.
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Adventuring in Nepal: November 2010
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Sunday, November 28, 2010. Today I was walking down the path toward Banepa just as school was getting out. Anjel was walking toward me and when saw me, he left his group of friends and ran full speed ahead and jumped into my arms. Could life get any better? I submit that it could not. Tuesday, November 23, 2010. I could kill a man. For some good Mexican food right now. I think I'll eat Mexican food for a week straight when I get home. Maybe 2. Tuesday, November 2, 2010. Egg Bomb, Monkey, and Badminton.
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Adventuring in Nepal: July 2010
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Friday, July 30, 2010. Overflowing toilets, lack of sleep and pooping birds. 8221; Sure enough, there was, and so now this time I was confident I could get the toilet to flush, so I went ahead and used it. It flushed first try. Success! At this point, I really couldn't have cared less about what was wrong with the toilet, so I left my uncle a note, in case he wondered why there were floor mats and extra towels hanging in his shower, and why the toilet didn’t work. From am to am. 8221; Whatever that means...
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Adventuring in Nepal: Dear America.... Love, Nepal
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Monday, February 28, 2011. Dear America. Love, Nepal. Things I’ve learned in Nepal:. If the horn on your vehicle goes out, that is equal to losing your brakes. You must park the vehicle until it is fixed. What is a personal bubble? The head bobble. It means yes, I use it all the time. Grunting, that also means yes. Sticking out your tongue in surprise, yes, I’ve even picked this up. (I’m afraid I no longer have manners.). An acquired taste for some Hindi music. Time is not necessarily of the essence.
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Adventuring in Nepal: March 2011
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Friday, March 4, 2011. Before I left, the guys wrote me a song and sang it to me. Here are the lyrics. When you first came to Nepal. We thought you were different. Can't believe we became friends. The good time we had together. That made us more than friends. We have been like brothers and sister in one family. We have been like brothers and sister in one family. You've got hair like a bunch of spaghetti. Your face is like tomatoes. You were like a wild monkey. And your actual name is donkey. For Sabbath...
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Adventuring in Nepal: Tomato Face
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Friday, March 4, 2011. Before I left, the guys wrote me a song and sang it to me. Here are the lyrics. When you first came to Nepal. We thought you were different. Can't believe we became friends. The good time we had together. That made us more than friends. We have been like brothers and sister in one family. We have been like brothers and sister in one family. You've got hair like a bunch of spaghetti. Your face is like tomatoes. You were like a wild monkey. And your actual name is donkey.
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Adventuring in Nepal: January 2011
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Sunday, January 30, 2011. Dixon, Shrijan and I, during our victory party. When I was little, my cousin Sasha and I used to have rotten fruit fights. Lemons and oranges, and maybe some mud. Several years back, Jeff and I and some neighbors had rotten apple fights when we got an early frost that killed the harvest. The same neighbors we had lime fights with. After numerous rounds of attacks and retreats, Abrik’s entire platoon was in the lollygrass tree picking fruit, and our squad was directly under...
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Adventuring in Nepal: December 2010
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Friday, December 31, 2010. The bird poop washing rains. Today I was wishing for some rain. I thought I'd had enough rain during the monsoon, but having sunshine EVERY day does not feel like winter - even when it's really cold. It needs to snow, or at least rain! And boy do we really need the rain right now. First I'll mention that everything. And how they have to cut down the trees because the birds sit in them and poop all the time? And the poop piles up underneath the trees? When we walked out of vespe...
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Adventuring in Nepal: February 2011
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Monday, February 28, 2011. Dear America. Love, Nepal. Things I’ve learned in Nepal:. If the horn on your vehicle goes out, that is equal to losing your brakes. You must park the vehicle until it is fixed. What is a personal bubble? The head bobble. It means yes, I use it all the time. Grunting, that also means yes. Sticking out your tongue in surprise, yes, I’ve even picked this up. (I’m afraid I no longer have manners.). An acquired taste for some Hindi music. Time is not necessarily of the essence.
