This is a part of 'going back and re-filling unwritten journals' project, the real writing is happening 8ish months after the date as a part of 'project 100'.
Quick breakfast in the morning and we were ready for the day! A tourist van picked us up, we guided it to Thamel to pick up our foreign guests, and off we went to Bhaktapur!
The prices for the Square entrance for tourists is insanely high, but I guess that's how the city implements its socialist policies. I played the role of a tourist guide and cultural educator as we walked through the square, all the temples and watering wells and squares. The group had a really good time, I could possibly take the role of a tourist guide, for reals.
We had lunch at Newa Lahana Khwopa, where I'd been to once (or was it twice?) before. Loved the food, we ordered eight different items, this was the real authentic Nepali food. So filling, emotionally and physically!
Went to mamaghar from there, and rested for a couple of hours. Cousins and sister went to Thamel, I abandoned them and went to Moksh bar in Jhamsikhel. Bad idea. Everybody was low on energy, had nothing exciting to talk, and there wasn't the right vibe. I don't know what was off, maybe it was the strange space, or the music situation was weird, but it didn't feel right. So very wrong. Just as the concert was about to start, I called it a day, finding a pathao bike took forever, but eventually I got on and packed to momos in Shandaar momo in mid-Baneshwar, the same one I'd gone to with Sbk and SN several days ago.
Took the food for dad and myself, since mom was somewhere else. It was a lowkey and sad evening, somehow, I think because there was no vibe with friends.
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