Days 18-20: It had to end sometime.

How do you continue telling a story when the main event is more or less over?

After a very long and adventurous final day in the mountains, Allan and I found ourselves with three days to spare in Kathmandu.  We spent it wandering around the various shops in Thamel and seeking out the restaurants recommended by our guide book.  In every corner, we were followed by the haunting sounds of “Om Mani Padme Hum” and in Thamel, the streets were filled with fellow tourists like ourselves.

We shared this one lunchtime as our celebratory drink (we're real party people aren't we?)

We shared this one lunchtime as our celebratory drink (we're real party people aren't we?)

What we found interesting was that the wares at the clothing shops reminded us very much of the prints and styles from Desigual.  Of course they’re not exactly the same (for one thing the clothes in Thamel were cheaper!)  but they had similarities.  We went (almost) from shop to shop trying out clothes — well, I was trying them out.  And just like when I try to shop at Desigual, I end up not buying anything.

See the pointy hat? Inspired more by elves than Desigual I think

See the pointy hat? Inspired more by elves than Desigual I think

I know Hindus don't eat cow, but they have an alternative apparently

I know Hindus don't eat cow, but they have an alternative apparently

Bagpacking is a budget friendly, more adventurous way to travel.

Bagpacking is a budget friendly, more adventurous way to travel.

We’re not particularly gifted at buying souvenirs but we tried to get little bits and bobs.  Ultimately our photos and our stories are the best souvenirs we will ever get of the trip (and you haven’t seen our best photos yet! 🙂 )

On the day we were to fly out, Henry and his driver took us to the airport where he gave us each our Khatas.  This made us feel like proper tourists one more time and we didn’t take them off until we got to the gate, I think.

Wearing our silk Khatas at the airport

Wearing our silk Khatas at the airport - notice our burnt noses?

So how do you end telling the story of something that has ended?  Well you don’t.  I suspect Allan and I will be telling and re-telling stories from this trip for the years to come.

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