Encounters

Saturday evening we saw this man dancing for the family next door. When he saw us watching him from our window he came to our front door and dance and blessed our foreheads. I had hurriedly brought down a cup of rice to put into his container (that is how he gets his food). After I poured the rice into the container he looked at Becky and said "money". So we gave him a few dollars. That is how he makes a living - by going door to door and blessing people. It sounds like an interesting calling but I have no idea where he sleeps at night or how he cooks his rice.
Last night Evie and I had dinner with the trekking group at a wonderful ethnic restaurant Nepali Chulio. We had rice with different kinds of stew - chicken, vegetable and boar. Also had rice wine, and lentil soup. About every 15 minutes a couple of dancers in traditional costumes would come to our table and perform a traditional dance. I was happy to see that there were several trekkers who are around Matt's age. It think there are 14 trekkers in all from the countries of Australia, Germany, USA, and Switzerland. Matt and Becky stayed at the hotel with the trekkers as they were all on a bus this morning at 5:45 headed to Pokhara and the first leg of their trekking.
Today Evie and I are on our own. We took a cab to Bhat Bhatani - a shopping center and picked up a few groceries and supplies. We had lunch at a bakery/café where the employees were all hearing impaired. It reminded me of the restaurant at Neema Crafts in Tanzania.
It is amazing how many "American" products are on the shelves of the grocery store - Pringles, Oreos, Corn Flakes, etc.
Tomorrow it will be tea at the US Embassador's house so Evie can see many of her friends from when she lived there. Then to an art show opening at a prestigious art gallery for:Restoring the Murals of Mustang: A Journey through Body, Soul and Heart ‏

Until then: Nameste