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I suppose this will be the last of my travel blogs as it looks as my trip reaches it's end, that is unless our flight home gets diverted to Peru or something and we end up having to do the Inca Trail in order to get to the nearest airport that would be able to fly us back to London. Even if that doesn't happen I've still got good old sunny England to come home to where I should be able to pick a job nice and quickly seeing as it's such a thriving place at the minute! Anyway, suppose you want to know what Delhi and Nepal are like. Delhi is a rather bizarre destination for 'holiday makers' as I have always been of the impression that a holiday should be a relaxed affair. However, Delhi is not. If you are quite partial to sucking on car exhausts as a past time then this is the place for you. The pollutions was horrendous and so bad that you couldn't even see the tops of buildings you were standing across the road from because of the smog. Delhi was a needless stressful experience that prooved almost too far out of the old mans comfort zone. Which I have since learned over the last two weeks is very comfortable and soft. From Delhi we flew across to Katmandu which is similar to Delhi in a lot of ways due to the fact that it's dirty, polluted and noisy. Fortunately for us, our guesthouse was out of the town in a place called Bhaktapur which is nice and quiet and with lots of little sherpas to do everything for you.
Due to the fact of my poverty at the time the BMD (Bank of Mum and Dad) had booked a 'non competitive' Everest Panorama trek. One that was obviously was going to become competitive and have only one outcome. Youth absolutely demolishing old age. Don't worry too much dad, you still got second place! The trek was brilliant with absolutely fantastic sights, apparently we were very lucky to have such clear views of Everest and the surrounding mountains. It was also unbelieveable to see what some of the sherpas were carrying up, such as gas canisters and crates of beer upto a maximum of 85kg when here was me and the old man struggeling to carry up our combined weight of knee bandages and medi kits like a pair of girls. However, throughout the duration of the whole trek there wasn't a single person who overtook us except the little sherpas which don't count because I obvioulsy let them past because their loads were so heavy. After being deemed champion trekkers of the whole of Nepal and more probably the whole of the Northern Hemisphere we had a few days left to kill so we decided to go on a two day rafting trip. Well I actually decided, dragged the old man along whilst being funded by the BMD. Great! Should of brought him on the whole trip! The rafting was brilliant with some of the biggest commercial rapids available and as if you could have guess, our raft won. i.e. the other raft flipped over whilst ours didn't. However, the old man being a little bit of a spaz decided he might try and rescue the upside down 'floating' raft and by doing so was dragged out of his own raft and into the ice cold water. As a caring respectful son I could not stop laughing. The whole trip has been a fantastic experience (I would try and use a few different words from fantastic but my brain has turned a bit mushy whilst away) and I couldn't think of any better way of concluding it. To meet up with dad and share an experience that I know would mean a lot to him has been a really enjoyable experience. We've had a great laugh and it's been good to catch up before heading home. I'm sad for the whole thing having to finish but at the end of the day I've been very lucky to be able to have this experience and would like to thank everyone that has supported me and kept in contact and I hope you've all enjoyed the blog. See you all soon Will xx
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