This summer I went back to Nepal with one of my sisters after six years. It does sound like a long time but I don't know where time went. My dad would always ask if I wanted to go over the years and things like A-levels, uni and work always got in the way. Family were waiting and friends were back in town so it seemed like a good time. I got my holidays booked in advance and all that was left was to finish my second and last placement for uni. I was done by the end of June and then came July. Aaaah July July and even August, these were two good months. Sun, no assignments (placement report postponed until I could be bothered) and I had really got in the spirit of healthy eating and exercising. Every other day I'd do kettleworx from home and when my sisters came back from work in the evening we'd go out running along the canal route. Once we got into the routine we kept it up and even my dad seemed a little bit surprised, thanks dad! Let me not ponder on this too much. It's been several weeks since I've returned from our trip and I am about to share my experiences with you all. I've only put up a few pictures and might put up a post purely of a collage of pictures of my time there. Now let me first say that I did not want to come back! Why did I wait 6 years to visit? I really don't know and I wish I hadn't. Life there is so laid bad back. For the first time in my 22 years I got to actually experience life in Nepal as a young adult. I understood things better and was able to take things in properly. During my time there in the past I was a kid and in between school, family, friends and home there was not much else I thought about. Going back to "visit" meant that I saw things, places and people from a different perspective. Things have changed drastically; housing, malls, the lifestyle, people yet I found myself slipping right in.
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The moment we landed I looked out and saw this. I remember it so well. It had just
hit me we were back on home soil. A warm, sunny day and I could not wait to get out.
