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2003-09-25 / 09-28 - Pokhara (Day 163-166)

My journals so far behind and with the constant rain over the last two weeks, I have no new pictures to show...agh! That is the thought I woke up with so I thought today I would make at least a dent in the number of days behind and spend the morning adding a few journals and items onto the site. Completing a couple of pages and feeling as if I have made progress, down I go to the cyber-cafe and start to upload the site. In the progress I get an instant message from my friend Paul, "hey, check out my site, I put a new article up." I pop over and find its my picture on the homepage and Paul has written an article so complimentary to the onwalkabout and my photos that I'm embarrassed, the more so as its now live on his site which is very popular due to the quality of the articles he puts up, his sense of humor and his "Health Dance" series of animations which a year ago became one of the hot e-mail topics and file forward around Taiwan. [ Even while I was reading the article on me he put up, I was distracted to go see his newest, third generation "Health Dance" which left me giggling out loud to the disdain of everyone else in the cafe...check it out! ] It has to be the worst feeling when one knows they are slacking on a project as I have been, and then someone else decides to take that moment to show off the project! AGHHHH! So out I go into the sidewalk cafe to try to get some more of the journals up before too many people see Paul's article.

The next day is much the same sitting in the cafe and most of the day spent catching up the journal and cleaning up pictures so I can get this site up. About 9:30pm the rain starts and it seems to get harder with each passing day. In this case, it is probably the hardest rain I have ever seen outside of a typhoon in Taiwan. The rain keeps me waiting to return to the hotel until after eleven where I go out in a lighter drizzle to find that I am locked out. The hotel has a locked gate, which I jump but the front door also had a metal safety door that is locked and bars on all other doors and windows. No on comes even though I am ringing the outside buzzer for 30 minutes still in the rain. Finally, I see the guard who is supposed to be watching the place come wandering back and it is my guess he snuck out to get a drink before every place was closed due to curfew. Ah, the fun of a country under martial law.

I've finally caught up all the journals and photographs which is a good feeling though I should warn anyone who is enjoying this site and thinking about doing one on their own not to underestimate the investment in time it will take. I met some trekkers the other day who said something so perfect - "A camera, a girlfriend or a journal will just kill a trip - you end up concentrating on them and not the trip!" It is an investment that is demanding, hopefully not more so then you planned which might take away from the trip itself.

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