Welcome to Kathmandu, Nepal – Nepal Blog Post #1

Last updated Jan 12, 2021 | Nepal, Travel Blog | 5 comments

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Hi everyone! What you are about to read is a blog post I wrote during my time living in Kathmandu, Nepal. The blog posts come from my personal blog, Living with Wanderlust, that I just recently took down in effort to have all my writing come together in one place on Bits of Bri. I get quite the kick out of reading what I wrote so many months ago, so if you haven’t read any of these posts yet, do take a few minutes and peek through them! 

On a side note, re-reading all of these posts made me really nostalgic!! I am dearly missing Nepal and all its quirky craziness <3 

July 26, 2015

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step” – Lao Tzu

I took that “one step” on July 21st as I bitter-sweetly stepped away from my family’s embrace. I have now experienced this moment several times and each has its own unique sentiment. It’s that single instant where you let go of what you have to leave behind and look ahead to what you have to do. It’s like looking over a cliff deciding whether or not to jump into the vast blue below; you hesitate, you anticipate it, and then it happens – all of a sudden there is “no going back.” I have found it to be the same with traveling.  After losing sight of my family at the airport, waving goodbye several times over, I was focused on getting to where I needed to be so the emotions didn’t come to me immediately.  It wasn’t until a few hours after in the plane surrounded by sleep and lit-up mini screens that I found myself in a particularly quiet and reflective moment.  Two years is a long time, I thought. What in the world am I doing, came the next thought. But then I remembered my family’s loving and encouraging words and thought about my passion for a life of travel and adventure.  No, it’s not easy but the rich experiences one discovers while traveling makes it all worthwhile.

Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” – Andre Gide   

After several exhausting flights, the pilot announced our arrival in Kathmandu, Nepal.  Time: 15:25 with a temperature of 27 degrees Celsius. I peered out the small oval windows as best as I could being in an aisle seat.  I saw lush green rollings hills and tucked away in the valley was Kathmandu.  Thousands of colorful, strange buildings piled on top of one another, spreading farther than my eye could see.  The airport itself was like that of my high school; brick building, one long hallway with windows.  A “Welcome to Nepal” greeted me in multi-languages. I knew life was going to be very different for me the instant I saw construction workers carrying baskets on their backs to deliver dirt to the work site.  “Wow”, I thought.

Kathmandu Tribhuvan Airport | Tales of Bri

Following the crowd, I entered into the airport, obtained a temporary tourist visa, and rushed to collect my bags and Yoda, who had been in cargo for the past 15-20 hours.  A Nepalese man who I thought worked for the airport took care of my cart, leading me past the crowds to outside where there seemed to be hundreds of people, taxis, noise.  Thankfully, in little time I was spotted by the people who came to pick me up, fellow students and future colleagues from the Institute of Crisis Management.  The Nepali men harassed me for tips because they helped me get outside.  I have no Nepali rupees they told them, what’s a girl supposed to do? I hopped into the truck in the front passenger seat which is our drivers seat.  What? I had no idea they drove on the left.  Learning things already.  Out we go of the parking lot.  One word – hectic.  Cars were nearly running into each other, people seemed to not care for their lives as they cross the streets freely, hundreds of motorbikes zooming in and out of traffic.

The drive to the institute overwhelmed me – I was in culture shock.  Within 15 minutes I saw a level of poverty I’ve never seen before, live animals freely roaming about everywhere; cows, goats, chickens, dogs, even monkeys were running across the road, climbing on the sidewalk walls, just inches from me.  Dirt, destruction, street markets, trash, people everywhere, temples, there was even a bridge with smoke coming from it.  They told me it’s a tradition that on this bridge over the water they cremate people in public.  Public cremations? What?  I kept saying “oh my gosh”, “whoa”, “wow”, “this is crazy”.  The two who came to pick me up giggled at my “first impression” remarks.

Kathmandu traffic | Tales of Bri

My first ride on Ring Road in Kathmandu ^^

In the days since my arrival, I’ve come to realize even more how my Western lifestyle has conditioned me to expect everything (basic human needs speaking) to be easily accessible.  Now I’ve learned I have to be careful and think twice or maybe even three times about what I’m about to do.  Here are some examples of what I’m talking about.

Want to enjoy a bowl of cereal? Only after you boil the milk first, just to be safe.  “Don’t drink the tap water!” There are big blue jugs of drinking water for 100 rupees, the equivalent to $1.  Ahh, ready for a relaxing hot shower? Sorry, expect mild to cold instead.  Let me guess, you would like to dry your hair after right? Well, I tried that with a (tiny) hair dryer and blew out the electricity in the whole house (because of load shedding, we are given certain hours during which we can use higher-voltage products i.e. hair driers, printers, etc.) Ready to return home to your cool, air-conditioned house (or heated)?? Nope, just forget about that.  You bet I’m excited for winter…right next to the Himalayas.. woo hoo.  But on the bright side, learning is the outcome of all of these experiences.  After all, I am pursuing a Master’s degree in Crisis Management, so I should be able to handle this lifestyle eventually.  I’ll go ahead and give it a few months. 🙂

Kathmandu lifestyle | Tales of Bri

Boiling milk I just bought for 20 cents off the street

Thank you so much for reading !!!! Here is an amazing quote I stumbled upon.

I beg young people to travel. If you don’t have a passport, get one. Take a summer, get a backpack and go to Delhi, go to Saigon, go to Bangkok, go to Kenya. Have your mind blown, eat interesting food, dig some interesting people, have an adventure, be careful. Come back and you’re going to see your country differently, you’re going to see your president differently, no matter who it is. Music, culture, food, water. Your showers will become shorter. You’re going to get a sense of what globalization looks like. It’s not what Tom Friedman writes about, I’m sorry. You’re going to see that global climate change is very real. And that for some people, their day consists of walking twelve miles for four buckets of water. And so there are lessons that you can’t get out of a book that are waiting for you at the other end of that flight. A lot of people — Americans and Europeans — come back and go, “Ohhhh.” And the lightbulb goes on.” – Henry Rollins

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  1. Afsha khan

    Your information and photos are amazing I love to read about places in Nepal defiantly try to visit these amazing places, and there is anything else that you want to share with me about these lakes.

  2. Amit Bhagat

    Nice to read the post..
    Remembering the times in 2015..
    Umm..u should visit here once again…and you will find some quite interesting changes!!!☺️☺️

    • Bri

      Hahah right! I really wish to visit Nepal again. My year there went by so quickly but I would be so thrilled to revisit again soon and see everything that’s changed! Like I heard honking your car wasn’t allowed anymore lol! I’d like to possibly go trekking again! The last time we went did the ABC trek and it was amazing!

  3. Arun

    Great blog, Bri! Having lived in the US for nearly 14 years, I returned to Nepal about 2 weeks ago. All the shocks you’ve listed resonate with me. (Heat and hot water, oh, how I miss them. And the second thoughts: am I making a mistake?). I visited home every now and then, and things here didn’t seem too different. Now that I have returned for good, things seem very different, probably because I cant escape them this time. I am still adapting- I joke around saying “ I am unamericanizing.” But, despite the discomforts and the feeling of being lost, it feels great to be at home.

    Wishing you many insightful adventures. Please keep up the good work!

    • Bri

      Hi Arun, thanks so much for your comment and welcome home! I hope you enjoy it to the fullest. I dearly miss it there but am enjoying life elsewhere now. I have yet to see the Buddha Stupa all finished (it was under construction the year I was there due to the earthquake). Take care and eat some momos for me!


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Hi, I’m Bri! I’ve been slow traveling around the world in search of new adventures since 2013. I have lived in 8 countries on 4 continents including Nepal, Mexico, Colombia, and parts of Europe! I created this blog to inspire others to live a life of adventure, seek out meaningful experiences, and to travel slowly and mindfully. Join me on this journey and let’s tick off our bucket lists! Read my story here.

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