Back again! Still in the midst of yet another power cut, but this Internet cafe seems to have a more reliable back up generator, so can sit and type away to my heart's content..
So, where was I? Just about to get on to the things that you can feel in Nepal. Well that's where this blog gets its title - the invitation that is attached to many of the yak wool scarves for sale here: 'Come feel me dear human!' and you do, and it's so soft you want to rub your face in it. But you don't, instead you have to extricate yourself from the shop whilst the proprietor is offering you a good price, followed by a Nepali price, followed by a heavy discount price until he gives up chasing you down the street... towards another yak wool scarf shop where the whole thing happens again. I don't want to sound mean, but I've already bought about eight yak wool scarves and may end up having to pay excess baggage charges at this rate! What else can you feel? Well, pain and discomfort actually. The pain of having a non-English speaking jeweller pierce your nose with a selection of blunt and rusty tools (don't tell my Mum about this by the way - there's a chance she might not notice when she picks me up at Heathrow!), and the discomfort of being so incredibly hot. There's that old saying: 'Horses sweat, men persipie and women glow..' Well this woman has been glowing all over the place. I wake up glowing, wash some glow off in the shower, arrive at school all covered in glow (hope the children don't mind such a glowy teacher!), get back home absolutely drenched with glow, wash more off, get dressed in fresh unglowy clothes, go to my yoga class, shed glow all over the place; even my knees, elbows and shoulders glow profusely, sometimes my hair is so wet with glow it drips on the yoga mat - glow can be quite slippery sometimes if you're not careful. I try to mop it up but my hands are glowing as much as the rest of me and I nearly fall flat on my face when I should be doing the downward facing dog pose! Then another shower to wash off excess glow, before out for dinner and a good drenching in monsoon rain on the way home. Very refreshing!
Another source of discomfort is the insect bites. I'm covered. They love my ankles the most, and the tops of my feet (such flip flop rub!) as well as my arms. The other day I had to use a squat toilet at the ashram - turned out there was an ants nest underneath it. That wasn't fun. Today I put my bra on, complete with commando ant hidden in one of the cups. That wasn't fun either. Am running out of cream and have taken to just rubbing any old thing into them - toothpaste, curd, lip balm, peanut butter... Still itchy all the time!
Anyway, before I get onto the tastes of Nepal, I find that I have to go and collect my pizza from the restaurant next door. This pizza would definitely have made it into my top 5 things to taste in Nepal - it really is delicious, and I'm off home now to stuff my face with pizza, out of date toblerone and warm Fanta. As Nigella would say: YUUUMMMMMM!
Back soon xx