We are back on Nepali soil and it is good to be back in our home, among our own things, and returning to a normal routine. It is funny how you can make anywhere your home after awhile. It may be cliched but the old "home is where we are all together" adage holds true.
After a being from and spending the summer moving about in a big place like DC, it is nice to come back to the "small town amidst chaos" feel of Kathmandu. At home I drove around visiting friends in the District, the suburbs, the beach and few other farther flung locales and you know, you rarely see people actually walking on the street! It is actually kind of freaky and slightly Jetsonesque. We landed in KTM and were immediately met by the throng of humanity at the airport. A crowd gathered around us with our ridiculously massive amounts of luggage (I really tried to pack light but you know the $120 worth of Trader Joe's Maple Syrup just takes up space!) and thankfully it isn't so intimidating anymore. The drive back to our house from the airport is a visual smorgasbord - which I love.
The girls went ahead and went to school Thursday since they were awake, awake, awake only for me to get a phone call from the school nurse to come and pick them up because they ... oh I won't go into it ... too gross. Let's just say it is a Lousy situation. We are in the right culture to deal with it though - nitpicking is a national pastime. Enough said.
So our last year in Nepal is here. It is hard to believe! I got a phone call from a friend who had just been to a leadership conference and one of the things she heard struck her as a good word for me (gotta love my friends!). Jacki called and encouraged me to "take a flyer" this year - do something big enough to be a risk and a dream but not so big that you are betting the farm on it. I am still thinking and praying about what that might be. I'll let you know.
I downloaded my summer pictures and will post soon.