Lets Learn Nepali!

PHEW!!! sorry for the delay . . .such a ridiculous few days and this has been my first time at the computer without impending breakfast to miss!

My Nepali language skills so far!

Ramro- good
Ramro china- no good
Sundaree- beautiful
Sundar- Handsome
MAHANGO CHA- THATS TOO EFFING EXPENSIVE
Ke Cha- whats up
Teek cha- im fine (also the ONLY answer anyone ever gives you when you ask whats up)
Hajjur- What/I didnt Understand you/ what did you say/the second word ANYONE says after hello when picking up the cell phone
Bhat- Rice
Dal- Lentil soup
Meeto- Delicious
Bhuk cha- I'm full
Dui manche- Two men (is what i repetatively said to Dewaki when i tried explaining that just because she has an alcoholic husband in Dhading, doesnt mean she cannot ALSO have a boyfriend in Kathmandu . . . she totally understood this, and i am convinced her boyfriend is the man she sees when she goes "shopping" for food)
Namaste- Hello/goodbye (kinda like shalom)
cant think of any more right now, maybe by the time im done with this post there will be more

Some more facts of life before the three stories ive been meaning to tell

A note on cleanliness:
Doesnt Smell = Clean
Dry = Clean enough
Wet = Not so clean

There is no electrical outlet in my room

I thought my room had a substantial ceiling . . . but that was a facade. . . in actuality it is a tin roof, and a pretty gigantic cheese cloth pulled tight under that to catch rain droplets that fall through

I got extremely proud of the Jews, because almost EVERY school here has a jewish star somewhere in its logo, so i naturally thought all the rich philanthropic jews came here, almost threw up at the poverty they saw, and then ran back to america and poured money into opening schools here . . . until i learned that the jewish star has significance in the hindu religion, and has absolutely nothing to do with judaism here . . . oh well

The Movie Love Actually:

Remember the scenes where the man stays in the country house in somewhereville and falls in love with the portugese maid without speaking a word of the same language to her . . . well take out the whole falling in love part and that is my life with Dewaki, the house mom. . . . the words above are ALL i hve to communicate with her, and we constantly squalk at each other in our respective languages, and i imagine we are talking about the same thing :). Its great, she loves me because i help out with a lot of the housework, and in return she is warming up to me a lot, pinching my side and smiling all the time at me. . . and i get to yell and lightly curse at her all the time without her having any idea what im saying, i love this

The biking story:
4k aint got nothing on this, little time before power cuts out so i will try to be brief:

rent bikes, bike guy tells us bikes have to be back by 6, sends us out 17 km away up 700 meters (do the math) out of the valley with the intructions "ask the local people" to get to the trail

we EXHAUST ourselves getting up there, SO MUCH uphill, finally find the tr4ail, no signs, no one speaks english, everyone nods their head yes to what you say regardless of if they understand
"are there signs to show us where the point is that we want to get off" = = = yes
"is it easy for us to get lost and not know where there are signs" - - - yes
" are there not signs on the trail" = = = yes

FRUSTRATING

trail starts off nice, then ENDS on a dirt road, get some shoddy directions from the nepali trekkers and ride 45 minutes DOWN AN UNPAVED ROCKY DIRT ROAD . . . only to learn that we had to walk our bikes 2.5 hours bACK up everything we just rode down because we went the wrong way, by which point it was dark, and we finally convinced a truck to take us back to kathmandu, and promised to pay them, although they didnt accept the money after we got there

Nepali nightlife:

Babylon discoteque- where the nepalis go, the place to go outside the tourist district, the real taste of nepali nightlife . . . we were told'

Actuality: half empty dance floor playing aweful music with a 70:30 guys to girls ratio. . . and among the girls a 2:1 transgender:actual girl ratio . . . .the place was shut down after 45 minutes of us being there due to the 13 year olds that were in there. thank god/

bijendra(brotther of rajendra, owner of orphanage) takes us back to thamel and asks every nepali he can find something that we cant understand . . . then. out of no where, a metal garage door half opens and we are ushered into the underground club that is the ONLY club that stays open, illegally, after 12pm in kathmandu, . . . kinda same thing as babylon club minus the transgendered women and plus more tourists because it was in Thamel . . . a ridiculous night

Hiking:

hiked up to one of the peaks that overlooks the kathmandu valley yesterday with 5 of the kids and eefge (pronounced ayfeeya, a volunteer from amsterdam), , , surprisingly there were no fatalities and NOt one kid cried, lathough the view at the top sucked because of the cloudiness, the hike was great, through the forest, and there were SO many monkeys at the temple at the top, one of which stole grapes and a package of noodles out of my bag after i walked away from it for ONE second!


phew, i think thats all, sorry for the bad grammar so much to say so little time to say it, thanks for the comments more coming up soon!

still being hit with water by the devil neighborhood children, color festival coming up soon!

yea ill get to the school eventually