Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Annapurna Circuit Trek


How appropriate that the blog is called Windblown, since almost every day we got pounded by the gale-like winds that start like clockwork at 11 AM.  The weather was nearly ideal otherwise.  But let me start at the beginning.
We trekked most of the Annapurna Circuit for 13 days and 146 kilometers, starting in Besisahar and ending in Marpha.  The ultimate goal of the trek was Thorung La pass at 5,416 meters (17,769 feet).  It was a struggle both for the uninitiated (hello!) and the experienced.  We trekked each day for up to 20 km, with night stops at the local tea shops, which offered both board and food.  We decided to trek alone, without the help of either a guide or a porter (totally feasible), mostly because of the Polish mentality of "we can do this on our own".  Pawel found a written guide by AndrĂ©es de Ruiter and Prem Rai, "Trekking the Annapurna Circuit including new NATT-trails which avoid the road", which allowed us to navigate, more or less easily, the trekking paths outside of the main (term used loosely) road.  It also provided some backgrounds and tips for a better trekking experience.
Well, we did it.  It was brutal a times, but the experience was ultimately wholly satisfying.  As P said, you would not remember it if it was easy.  And I will definitely remember this Himalayan trek for the rest of my life.  Here are some of the highlights and observations, in no particular order:

- The views are spectacular and there are plenty of photo-taking opportunities;
- The quality of gear is important - big shoutout to Smartwool, Polartec and Merrell;
- Tall men should watch out for low (adjusted for Nepalis) door frames - P experienced the painful consequences first-hand;
- Kagbeni and Marpha are amazing little villages on the Annapurna Circuit - the former is a maze of narrow streets in an old ford, the latter is made up of bleached white buildings and spotless streets, known for its production of apple products - both are simply enchanting;
-  Before the trek, a friend was telling us how a McDonald's deals with a lack of beef items on its menu (holy cows and all).  Leave it for the inventive Nepalis to come up with a different solution, as we saw in Kagbeni.  It is called a YakDonald's :)
- I expected this but it still makes for a pleasant surprise - the people you meet on the way:  the Canadian-Russian couple with whom we shared an evening of funny stories while warming ourselves by a wood-burning oven; the Nepali man who randomly grabbed my hand and helped me cross a scary river over a precipice; the tea shop owner in Timang, who let us sit and dry ourselves in her kitchen after we got wet; Marcus from Germany with his interesting stories; the porter of a New Zealand couple, who shyly practiced his English with us; etc, etc, etc. - I love it that since we did the trek on our own, we weren't as insulated from certain people;
- With travel in a poorer country, you learn to appreciate SO many things, considered essential back home:  Western toilets instead of a porcelain hole in the ground, preferably one located within the building so you don't have to march out in freezing temperatures in the middle of the night; hot showers that remain hot for the duration;  warm rooms where you do not see your breath when you wake up; variety of food options, instead of the ever-present rice or noodles;
- Seabuckthorn juice, Tibetan bread and yak burgers are so delicious - try them if you have a chance;
- Suspension bridges are more fun than expected - or you just get accustomed after the 20th one;
- After 2,000 m up in altitude, you choose your tea shop based on a lack of holes in the walls or a heated dining room, instead of a "rooftop" restaurant;
- Buy a thermos and bargain for the price of hot water - hot tea prices get astronomical the higher you go.  Did I mention the rooms are not heated?  Gets interesting after a while;
- Trekking poles are life savers;
- Aspirin can help with altitude acclimatization;
- Nepali made "original" equipment does not hold up to the expectations - my new gloves are getting tossed after they failed when needed most;
- Most Nepalis, especially in the rural areas, are some of the sweetest people we ever met - depending on their caste, it may be difficult to get them to interact but once you do, it's with sunny smiles;
- With that said, some young kids got accustomed to receiving $ or chocolates from tourists and can become quite demanding - this accomplishes little, and donations to charitable organizations, as urged by the government, can be more effective;
- Trash - where do I start?  Despite permits from a conservation project, there is no discernible method of trash disposal.  We've seen it burned, buried, left behind.  Many people simply throw things where they stand - you should have seen my face when a bunch of things went out a bus window.  Little is reused, not to mention recycled, and often enough beautiful, scenic views are polluted.  What a waste.  I'm not even sure where to start with a solution, but there are things we can do, as tourists.  One aspect: water bottles.  Instead of buying them, bring your own along with a sterilization method - we use a Steripen and it works beautifully.  In this way, you don't contribute to the polluting burden and save yourself some hassle and money.  And tap water is readily available;
- Nepali skies are something out of the movies this time of year, so ideal for star-gazing;
- If you get lost, it's logical to look for the ever-present animal poop - it's sure to point you in the most used direction!
- Most importantly, be patient with yourself, your boyfriend (haha!), your new environment and its people.  Oh, and forget personal space.  There is none.  And it doesn't matter as much as I thought it would :)

Now we are recuperating physically in Pokhara for a couple of days.  Then, we're are off to Kathmandu to pick up our Indian visas, and then to the Royal Chitwan National Park for some elephant safaris.  Thanks for following!

Hey, it was cold.






We're everywhere!

Stop and smell the "roses".



Prayer wheels.

;)

Day 4 in Taal.

Horses of Taal, just for Ewelina N-Z

Public transportation


Yes, we crossed that river.

Tea shop kitchen.

The loads these guys carry are ridiculous.





Inside a gompa (temple).




Yak stampede in progress.










Our trail marks, how convenient.

Yup, right before I fell on my ass.

Would you like some fries with that?

Kagbeni

That's international phone call, you dirty mind.

We saw this, after leaving the region. Scare tactic?






Marpha, day 13 (last day)

Picture with an Indian family. P had so much fun with that.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Peace in Pokhara


Kathmandu's chaos got tiring quickly.  We stayed there until Monday, waiting to apply for our Indian visas.  We arrived at the embassy at 9AM sharp, only to join a looong line of interested applicants.  We waited for 4 hours just to file a telex form, and we will have to go back after the trek to pick up the visas.  Fortunately, we shared the misery with another Polish couple.  They just completed the trek we will be attempting and shared all of the interesting details: how food gets more expensive the higher you go, how when accepting or giving anything to a Nepalese, you should do it with both hands, which routes were the most awe-inspiring...
 
After we left the embassy, we decided to get out of Kathmandu as quickly as possible.  The only transportation to Pokhara, our next destination, in the afternoon was via a local micro-bus   And what an experience that was.  The road was ruled by drivers with either the biggest vehicles or the biggest cajones.  Our driver seemed to have the latter - he got us to Pokhara in 5.5 hours, instead of the expected 8.
After finding a reasonable hotel (it is the high season), we grabbed a bite to eat along with a fellow local bus enthusiast Marcus from Germany.  Pawel then met up with Scott, the American we met in Kathmandu, while I decided to call it a night. What a day.

The morning offered an unexpected surprise - Pokhara's unbelievable scenery.  Quiet and relatively clean (given the standards in Nepal), Pokhara was a hippie hangout back in the day.  Situated in the city's Lakeside neighborhood, we took the 3 minute walk to Lake Fewa.  And we just stopped.  The scenery was breathtaking.  Low mountains, covered by lush greenery, framed the clear lake waters.  Instead of trying to dress it in words, I'll just attach photos below.  Although that might not do it justice either.

We spent the day locating equipment and provisions for our trek.  After dinner, we had a beer by a lakeside bonfire, the quiet randomly interrupted by a James Brown song.  Tomorrow we are off to Besisahar to commence our trek.  Wish us luck!

                                                                 Micro-bus to Pokhara

                                                         Room with a view

Snow-capped Himalayas

                                                                          Lake Fewa

                                                                Lake Fewa

                                                              Room with a view

Streets of Pokhara




Saturday, November 3, 2012

Namaste!


Kathmandu - loud, dusty, chaotic.  But it's organized chaos.  The road system is a great example.  Cars and motorcycles flow in an unrecognizable pattern.  Horn use is encouraged, if not downright required.  You walk on the left side of the road, usually without a sidewalk, and as long as you don't make any sudden movements, you should fit right in.  Otherwise imitate the locals.

On the 34 hour trip here, we flew through Paris.  Kathmandu definitely differs from Paris, or any other Western city.  The dust clogs your throat, and many people wear masks over their faces.  That explains the frequent coughing.  The noise is constant throughout the day until it suddenly dies off around 9 pm.  Wait for an electronic rooster to wake you up.  There are no city lamplights at night, so without car headlamps or shop lights, you're stuck in the dark.  That's not much of a danger, except for the foot-deep potholes that easily exceed the ones in Chicago after a rough winter and the ensuing road-salting.  Incense always fills your nose drills and most likely masks some of the dank smells.  Hawkers of goods approach you every other step.  Not used to it, we keep in mind that it's only supposed to get worse in India.

You also have to watch out for scams.  We sort of fell for one on Friday.  We got out trekking permits (7,500 NPR or about $90 for both of us), and then headed to the Indian embassy to get started on our visas.  We haggled with a taxi driver over the prices, got it down to a fourth of what he was asking, and headed out, very happy with ourselves.  Well, it turned out that the embassy and its visa providing capabilities closed at noon, and we got nothing accomplished.  The taxi driver, of course, knew that, as he provided us with several other details, including a question if we'll need his services tomorrow.  Except tomorrow was Saturday and the embassy is closed for the weekend.  This one is on us, and I hope we learned our lesson.

But I love Kathmandu.  It's a city with a vibe.  The organized chaos seems to liberate, to set you free, from a schedule, from rules, from how you should behave.

We set up shop temporarily in Elbrus Home near Thamel, the tourist neighborhood of Kathmandu.  It's a bit pricey at $14(!) per night, considering the comparative prices, but we really like it.  We eat our breakfast every morning on a beautiful patio, stories up above the city.  With limited space, everyone builds up.  Each balcony is decorated with potted plants and pastel rainbow-colored walls.  Enchanting.

We spent the last few days in parts of the ancient city, near Durbar, or royal, Square, which is a complex of intricately carved temples and shrines.  A symbol for the cultural and religious life of the Nepalese people, the square hosts the coronations of the Nepalese kings.  It was also the King's residence until the early 20th century.

Today, we crossed the river border from Kathmandu into Patan, the second largest city in Nepal.  With its own ancient Durbar Square, it impressed us beyond belief.  We took a moment to just sit atop one of the temples and take in the sights.  Despite development, we could still imagine the way it looked back in the day.  For lunch, we found an interesting place off the square.  We were greeted warmly by the owner, the only tourists in the place at the time.  Sitting cross-legged by a low bench, we ate a delicious meal of chataamari, or Nepali style "pizza".  After asking two local students for a photo, we were invited to join their table.  It was interesting to get a Nepali perspective on many topics.

Now we're resting on our patio, taking in the sunset.  I'm finally writing a blog update and Pawel's chilling with a fellow American, enjoying a Danish beer, (toughly haggled for) for the low price of 180 NPR (Nepalese rupees - about $2.50).  On Monday, we plan to go apply, again, for the Indian visas, and take a bus to Pokhara.  We will stay there for a night, rent out some equipment for the trek and set off for Besisahar, the origin of our ABC, or the Annapurna Base Circuit.  Of course, as we already found out, plans can change quickly.

But life is good.  Since we're heading out into the mountains, it may take a while before we post another update.  But thanks for following!

                                                         Mandatory Eiffel Tower photo.

Patio breakfast

                                                                            We're rich!

                                                               Busy streets of Thamel

                                                               Durbar Square in Patan

                                                         Durban Square in Kathmandu

                                                        Vishnu - red chalk is used for blessing

                                                                      Patan

                                                                       Patan

                                                                 Patan streets


                                                                Vishnu altar

                                                       Restaurant with ambiance

                                                    Can you imagine it in the past??

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Packing list for a restless mind


After reading countless other blogs and finding them helpful, here’s my packing list.  Whether it’s too much or too little, I guess I’ll find out on the road.

-         - Clothes:  2 pairs of pants (legs can be rolled up into shorts), 2 skirts, 5 shirts, Smartwool base layer and silk long johns for those cold Nepalese nights, sweater, sweatshirt, rain jacket, pjs, long dress, underwear& socks (5), pair of low hiking boots, sturdy sandals, flip flops for those grimy shower stalls, hat, headband, pashmina (use as accessory, towel or blanket), bathing suit, sunglasses, watch, thin gloves
-         - Cosmetics, etc., aside from the usual essentials: hand sanitizer, sunblock, mosquito repellant, wipes, travel towel, eye mask, ear plugs, collapsed toilet paper, SPF chapstick
-         - Gear (term used loosely):  universal sink plug, available in any dollar store, clothesline, pillow cover, silk sleeping liner (great insulation against cold, heat and the buggies), rain cover for backpack, safety pins and a homemade sewing kit, headlamp, mug, spork, collapsible dish, water bottle,  mosquito net, money belt
-          - My first aid/pharmacy: band aids, tweezers, advil, pepto bismol, moleskin, antibiotic and anti-itch creams, Immodium, liquid bandaid, supply of doxycycline for malaria, Z-pac antibiotic, gauze pads, elastic bandage, motion sickness pills, Swiss army knife, matches
-         - Others: lock, ziplock bags, duck tape, rolled a bunch of times around a pen, 2 carabiners, adapters, pens, internal pocket, small notebook, fake wedding ring (helps with the unwanted advances)
-          - Electronic gear: unlocked phone for use with any SIM card, iPod, Kindle, chargers, USB key with data
-          - Documents: passports, debit cards, credit card (Chase’s Sapphire has no foreign transaction fees), copies of all docs (e-mailed them to myself too), copy of travel insurance, addresses and emergency phone numbers, extra passport photos, vaccination book

-          Pawel will also carry some items that we will be sharing, such as a small netbook, camera, and UV filter for water purification.
All of these, along with some personal items, I’ll pack up into my trusty 50L Deuter bagpack and small day bag.

Now, it’s time for some final goodbyes.  We’re excited, readily anticipating the adventure, but also nervous, already restless.  But then it seems we found the cure for that.    

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

3 is a good number

With three weeks until departure, I figured it's time for an update.  But where do I start?

Ahh, yes, I have three days left at my law firm- a pretty incredible feeling after so many years of consistent work.  It's also a bit scary, knowing that my orderly life and steady income are about to be turned upside down.  But hey, we planned for it, right?  Right?  Despite some apprehension, my decision to leave and take on this crazy opportunity was met with a positive and sometimes even enthusiastic response at work.  I'm glad; after so many years I'd like to leave things on good terms.  And the hectic schedule just makes the time fly.  

As work finishes, I have some time to set things in order.  First of all, I'll take full advantage of my ending insurance, ie annual check ups, dentist and eye doctor appointments, and, most importantly, meds for the trip.  My Blue Cross Blue Shield is pretty much all encompassing, as I was pleasantly surprised to find out that it covers, in full, my eight months supply of doxycycline for malaria (let's see how I deal with the potential sun sensitivity) and Z-pac antibiotics for serious TD (that wonderful companion).  Donna from Dr MacGregor's travel medicine clinic in Morton Grove was especially knowledgeable.  We also decided to accept the typhoid fever shots in light of the occasional outbreaks.

After weeks of tedious research, we also decided to buy a travel insurance policy with the established Travel Guard.  With an option for every pocket, Travel Guard provides affordable coverage.  We focused on the immediate medical expenses and emergency evacuation details, the latter especially too important not to consider.  Worth every penny for the peace of mind.

We decided not to buy any visas in advance.  With a little planning, we can obtain them in some of the capital cities, sometimes for a third of the price, especially when using our Polish passports.  At this point, every dollar counts.

Other than that, it's the little things on the to-do list that can drive a person crazy.  We have to, in no particular order:

- download and organize movies, e-books and music
- early vote (!)
 - figure out the best way to access money - Charles Schwab offers some good options, with minimal fees abroad, as opposed to some other banks - check the little print!
- make copies of all docs, and preferably e-mail them to ourselves
- call credit / debit card companies to make sure they don't block cards when one is swiped in, say, Indonesia
- prepare a sneaky internal pocket for documentation
- prepare list of instructions for people handling financial matters at home
- teach mom, again, how to use Skype ;)
- move!  although I'm thankful that my brother is moving in, so the move involves only personal items
- figure out best online storage for the millions of Asia photographs
- buy some remaining items
- pack, of course!
- and say some goodbyes

And most likely tons more that I cannot recall right this minute.  Ok, I'm off to climb the stairs.  Trek prep doesn't happen by itself.