|It had obviously been a long hard day's work in Katmandu.|
It is also a city where roaming and revered cows have right of way.
|Me and a resident of Katmandu|
Nepal has changed a great deal since then; for a start the entire Royal Family were gunned down not long ago in a tragic public massacre and Maoist rebels have terrorised the country side almost bringing its precarious economy to a standstill.
|Annapurna left & Machachupari from Fish Tail Lodge - image by Marina & Enrique|
But the Nepal we knew all those years ago was a vastly different proposition. We took a flight to Pokhara, a small town nestling in the shadow of the snow capped Annapurna range not far from Phewa Lake. There wasn’t a great deal offering in the way of accommodation, especially in the town. But not far away, right on the lake itself was the relatively new Fish Tail Lodge.
|The Wailing Wall Jerusalem|
Sometime later, perhaps fifteen or twenty minutes, Sister Theresa emerged from the building. She was crying and her hands were shaking. I asked her did she have transport to Bethlehem. She shook her head; she was to contact the Convent by phone when she was processed through customs.