Thanks to Yeti Airlines I am now in the very exciting and busy tourist area of Thamel, Kathmandu, staying in the delightful Cafe Mitra.

Unfortunately have had to find a pharmacy for some antibiotics, as yesterday's problem has come back with a vengeance. 

 

Maybe I should try Rebirthing, or Reincarnation....

After yesterday's talk with the  the staff about the lack of water at the school, it crossed my mind that it may be possible to raise funds for a polythene water tank.  Then the children would have a clean loo and could be taught to wash their hands with soap.   Many have open wounds and it is not a very hygienic environment (probably the cause of me feeling so ill yesterday)   But any water used by the school means less for the people in the village.   There may be a few moments to find out more about the water supply this morning before I fly  to Kathmandu.

Ideas for fund raising back home will be very welcome!

 

                                                                 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This afternoon a presentation ceremony was held for me in the playground.   The Headmaster and many other members of staff 'took to the stage' and said some very kind words.   The children showered me with flowers they had collected.   Even year 5 boys had gone to the trouble of making posies, using a piece of their exercise books

 


What do to with all the flowers?

I was given the honour of red tikka powder, not only on my forehead, but also this year on my cheeks, a garland of flowers and ceremonial scarf. The tears started to flow when the children came up one by one to say thank you and goodbye.  One little girl gave me an ornament from her bedroom..

 

 

 

 

Then Hari invited some of the staff up to the Lodge for tea and to discuss a possible way forward for the school.  

 

 

 Hari with his family at the church we visited yesterday

Not firing on all cylinders this morning but I have to make it down to the school.  A special 'presentation' has been planned for my last day!

Photographs are still proving difficult to load

Saturday is a day of rest in Nepal and Hari, the co-ordinator at the school, and lodge guide, asked me to visit his church with his family.  There were about eighty in the congregation with men and women segregated. I understood very little of the service, which lasted for two hours, but I enjoyed the music and going to the children's bible school

Once a month Hari told me that he goes to a different church for a Communion service.

I am having problems downloading photographs 

 

A treasured gift

The basket maker at the school gates has made me my own doko!    A small one that I can bring back to England, and yet again payment was refused.  It is a very special gift and will always be treasured - but how will I pack it?