It's pretty sad thinking that I'm going to be leaving Nepal soon. It would be sadder if I wasn't heading onto New Zealand, but this country holds a fair amount of history for me now, and friends too. I still have some updates to do, for my final couple of trips, but I might not get a chance to do this until NZ. I leave you with a pic and a poem that is typical of Nepal's mosty beautiful landscape...
The kings may rise from the sunIn gleaming fortresses,
But their little brothers deepen;
Veiled ghosts in the distance
Solidifying into existence.
These foot-soldiers march behind each other,
Out of step,
With crystal clouds lapping against them.
Legions of watercolours
Layering themselves
Into the days unfurling scene.
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