Rob, Doug and I walked Singhy and Tashi through the rice paddies, and when we got back dear Mithu, Aite and Brin were there to say goodbye. They had walked all the way across Kathmandu to farewell us, amazing. We had Nepali tea and biscuits with them in the shade house and they presented Rob with a lovely Nepalese hat, and they each presented both of us with silk scarves – these are presented as a sign of respect and good luck. It was so sweet of them.
We
sat outside Gate 2 waiting for our boarding call, and when it came everyone
made a rush for it. Rob looked exactly like a dignified Nepali man wearing his
lovely hat and scarf.
The
flight, our first on an airbus A350 , was smooth, uneventful with good food and
service. Although we asked for seats on the left, we were given seats on the
right, so we had to crane our necks to see the stunning views of the Himalayas
which seemed to stretch for miles and miles of endless beautiful snow-covered
peaks.
It was quite a different experience to arrive in Singapore after the chaos, disorganization, pollution and dirt of India and Nepal. We went around the corner from our hostel to a brilliant food court, open 24 hours where Rob had dumplings and I had a create your own noodle soup. Excellent. We topped it off with ginger tea and an almond and longans icecream, then wandered through the warm evening back to our room.
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