Wednesday, January 28, 2015

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Nepal VII: banned in the kingdom of Mustang to the grand rapids Muktinato temple wedding catering
The valley below could see a few temples and monasteries with baudžiančiomis Shiva eyes (and maybe encourage Buddha eyes?), On the left side of the millions of prayer flags hoisted, and the wall įmonuota thousands of prayer mills, constantly blustering, as in the temple Muktinat still went and served wedding catering many people. Maybe not quite numerous, but quite a lot, not in vain for something Muktinat is one of the most pristine wedding catering places not only in Nepal but also the entire India, or as like to say: the whole subkotinentui. In the distance are several flags hoisted at the other bank of the valley had the castles of sand. They really wedding catering looked like sand castles, children who are building on the sea shore, already somewhat ramshackle water apsilydžiusios however, so the suspicion arose whether among these colored wedding catering palaces rising slopes are human handiwork (with shooting holes) or just the work of nature.
Of us had no idea Muktinat because Muktinate only a few temples and monasteries, and the nearby town, which was called Ranipauva just as it is all the inns, restaurants and hotels just what most needed. However, our guide knew little of this title (not the first time got minusiuką for their knowledge, sometimes wedding catering even susipaniodavo mountain names), the enemies Daulagiris shone in the distance, and we almost just maybe we would have gone up to Ranipauvą. Well, once again guide said that he is here and that, and now he rushes to the hotel, because it is hungry. Of course, do not say the name of the hotel, ask if you can go - no need (or so or so we would have gone up, but maybe from the other side?), And rushed, and we him from behind. And heck hungry because the left side of the south. Not very tasty. Tongue slightly niežtėjo, so comb, and you know, when you leave the food, we Lithuanians say: full Ruhr. But I did not say.
Another one gateway, with prayers grinder, bound, and maybe after a few willows rampart married somewhere ... It reminded scene from "The Himalayas: where there lives winds. wedding catering And we in the gate - to Ranipauvą. Here ended the romance and all the temples and monasteries, began just a tourist attraction. Of course, the border with prayers mini mills have been, but was otherwise obligatory tourist attractions gift shops, scarves, hats, bracelets, rings, mills, canteens, restaurants, and everything else. Shrine. Directly behind our hotel, and a half-medieval, like a cowboy, so quite unclear houses lined up along a single street Ranipauvos.
That's our hotel (for some reason called the North Pole), all found their rooms, there was even a hot shower, as everyone rushed to celebrate. Not the cleanest and most beautiful room in life, but after this the Himalayas seemed completely normal, and that was enough. On the roof terrace was, punched bright sun, surrounded on all sides by mountains, multicolored slopes, somewhere in the distance was sticking wedding catering out of the natural, and perhaps natural created the castle tower, and we drank coffee.
When the sun was getting ready for completely down, although there were still a lot of time until the sun goes down, we went for a walk after Ranipauvą and maybe find something positive. Of course, every grandmother in the middle of the street was pasistačius machines, but usually none unaudited. Although it was just mean that those multicolored scarves, which all dismounted street - handmade. And really, you look closer you could see that the machine is probably not - handiwork. Yet there was full of all kinds of hats, but already feel that you are in some sort of tourist paradise. Can not go from one grandmother, because all the attacking cling and interviewed and asked to look at what their language means probably buy everything.
In the next house sounded cymbals and drums. At first we thought that the temple worship sessions, wedding catering maybe one, maybe another, because the temple is full around, but it turned out that things were not so easy. Or maybe it is quite simple: the shaman lived in the next house and now were some sort of ceremony. Out rattle plates, and then went into the room.
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