Just a super-chilled-ass day in Boudhanilkantha, no town, no nothing, no problem. Pascal left this morning but not before he showed me on the map where I can get some really good and utterly needed cheese in town. He invited me to his leaving dinner and drinks do on Thursday downtown in a late night jazz bar after eating some of the best dal baat in the city (apparently!) I wasn't due to go out till Saturday budget and all, but i will make an accept ion - he was a very nice guy and the friends of his that iv met i liked a lot also.
So after reading for a bit in the morning I decided that a film would be a perfect treat and bought the History Boys for 25rps. Wow, i had forgotten what a great movie it is - a British Dead Poets Society switching suicide with homosexuality :) What else to say....... Ummm iv been eating a hell of a lot of vegetable somosas recently in the neighbourhood, my god are they delicious - they just drop them into a stinkingly large vat of bubbling oil to warm them up and hand them to you in a newspaper and being English i know that the best food comes in newspapers. Crap having spoken about them I will have to go get some more after this, and at 5rps a piece there is no sense in self-restraint!
I got my bike back, awesome. I have grown really tired of the minibuses the last couple of days. In the morning they are fine as i get on at the start of the line, but by the afternoon (or even worse the evening) it is like being in a spicy sardines tin. If anyone has seen the videos of the Tokyo rail guards cramming people onto the subway then you can understand the gist of the buses here! Soooo, Austin (my american friend) has i think left his orphanage. I had a beer and some Thukpa (noodle soup - mitochha!) whith him last night and he has really understandable reasons for leaving. The kids are not as nice as our ones and the conditions they are housed in are crap. The real nail on the head was the Orphanage nanny moving some kids into Austin's room, which as he lives in the Orphanage (which i, thankfully, do not) has entirely robbed him of his personal space... poor dude. Because he felt so bad for leaving but all that he was doing was being constantly asked for money by the kids and the owners - I am very aware how lucky I am that nothing terrible has happened to me like this, Iv heard some really horror stories about RCDP (the NPO i organised this with) and would not recommend them in the slightest. Luckily I don't mind but there has been no communication with me.
But better dash, school's nearly out and i said id take some pictures with the kids to put on their bloodtype cards (a science experiment in school) Toodoolooo X
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