Homesickness

So I will admit that over the past week or so I began to feel twinges of homesickness.

I REALLY miss mexican food. 

Not to say that Nepali food isn’t good.  And it is really easy to eat as a vegetarian here.  But after a few weeks of new cuisine I really miss the western stuff.  And the menus don’t vary much (umm, at all), so it didn’t take too long to get burned out.

Since there are obviously no legitimate places to eat tex-mex here, I have had to replace mexican food with middle eastern food.  Mmmm I could eat hummus, tahini and falafel everyday.  And I do.  I had to come back to Kathmandu just so I could eat it.  (Sorry, I’m obviously hungry right now and all I can think about is food).

I am still trying to figure out what to do for the rest of my time here.  I’m not sure I can really top Everest.  I was going to do more trekking around Annapurna, one of the deadliest mountains in the world, but then I got sick and my knees are completely shot from the last trek.

I might call up the American lady I met a few days into the EBC trek.  She is staying at a nunnery for a few months and said I might be able to come visit and help teach English.  She also went to the University of Texas.  She also worked for KPMG once upon a time.  And her brother was my ENT in Houston.  Seriously, sometimes I’m really amazed/creeped out at how small the world is.

I would volunteer somewhere but I only have a little over a week left (crazy!), which isn’t really long enough since most places require a longer commitment.  Someone did just tell me about a montessori school they know of that might be willing to take even a short-time person…an option I guess.

Last week I met a mountain climber in an internet cafe.  Like a legit mountain climber who is on his way to climb an 8000 meter peak alpine style (no support team, no camps, just straight up without supplemental oxygen).  Oh, and him and his climbing partner are doing it illegally without a climbing permit.  I was going to ask if I could tag along and be their base camp manager…but they don’t have a base camp.  So that didn’t really work out.

There’s always the meditation centers.  Maybe I could find inner peace?  I wonder if they offer a money back guarantee.

We’ll see what happens next.  I hope to figure it out tomorrow.  In the meantime I’m just enjoying relaxing, not having a job or anything I have to do, and eating Israeli food.  Rough, I know.

Finally time for dinner.  Mmm falafel.

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