The day has come to give an entire post dedicated to dhal bhat. There really isn't much to say about it. Google what dhal bhat is for a more detailed explanation, but, in general it is plain white rice with some sort of a soupy mixture poured over top. The soupy stuff has some flavor but not much. It comes in a bunch of varieties, but here, you make a large batch and use it until it is gone. Dhal bhat is eaten twice a day everyday here. Without fail. It isn't bad, nor is it particularly good. After you've had it a week straight though... well you want to die a little inside.
Tonight at dinner two of my lovely Canadian housemates and I discussed Tim Hortons and Dunkin Donuts. Don't worry there is a Dunkin Donuts nearby... in Pakistan. So we joked deliriously about how we would get our visas and try to cross the Indian border into Pakistan and write on our customs forms "We came for Dunkin Donuts."
The day was long, but good. Nothing special nothing awful or fancy or too exciting or anything. Just life in Kathmandu as per usual. It is funny how the culture shock wares off without you realizing. I had a "pinch myself"moment on the motorcycle today of like holy crap you're in Nepal right now.
It is still scary and big and the bus system makes no sense, but, I will get there. For now getting lost is alright.
That's my daughter....so used to getting lost....thanks to her mother and our summers spent getting lost...no fear, always an adventure or an ostrich farm around the corner....love you Bri!!!
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