|The bridge on the Dudh Kosi|
|Lalit, donkeys and me about to cross the river|
Fortunately my bottle is filled with this fresh good water, because from here the path gets steep and the sun is already hot. "We climb for two hours maybe, we cross the jungla there" Lalit says pointing to the green patch on the top of the mountain "then it's flat until my village".
|The first farms|
A larger 'road' is under costruction - dusty wound in the slopes of the mountain - but we follow the old path that's like a steep shortcut.
|Buiding a new house after the earthquake|
Up we go and we get into the jungle, in the welcome shadow of the trees. Rhododendrons are blooming - red, pink and rosy - soft large flowers on the dark lucid green of the leaves. In Italy this is a small bush, in Nepal it's a tree and there are forests of Rhododendrons!
This is not a touristic area, there are no lodges or guesthouses here, but the mountain is not wild and deserted, as people live in villages and isolated houses scattered in the steep slopes, all cultivated by tidy terracings. Subsistence farming is the most common occupation, but some houses also work as family lodges and emporium. By one of these houses we stop to eat something and to fill my bottle.
|Up we go|
|Blooming Rhododendrons (Pic by Lalit Rai)|
|Arriving to the village|
The family sleep in one of the two building, while the other one, newer, is a kind of a public house, with a guestroom - where I drop my backpack, and a large dinning room with a table and a bench where Lalit's father attend to neverlasting meeting with his fellow villagers, mostly men but also some women, because he's a bit a social leader and a candidate in the next local polls.
Lalit's father and mother don't speak English, but they try to comunicate anyway and are absolutely lovely. I give them my gifts from Italy: a typical Florentin tray and a book with many beautiful pictures of Florence.
|Let's play that madal!|
We bought a madal as a gift for the Women Unity and he solemnly hands it over to the WU leader.
|With Lalit's parents|
The women are dancing in a circle of people holding their smartphones to light up the scene! That's Nepal, a country of contrasts.
We take a lot of pictures of course, happy and playful like children. Then we go to sleep because tomorrow is a work day...
...........MORE TO COME....
SEE ALSO PART 1, PART 2 and PART 3.