d-10

quite the same title as the last post very long time ago… but this time, it means: 10 days until departure! Another type of adventure, but I (or: we) chose the same destination as it was 5 years ago for me: Back to the birch-roots! :)

Dear friends: I’m leaving to Finland! This time no bicycle, it’s just our feet to transport us to the cape North. No, not the touristic one: The Real One! As you have maybe read 5 years ago, to reach cape north, I passed a tunnel underneath the sea: So the proposed cape north is on an Island, and not on the european continent. This time, a little bit more to the east, we count to reach the northernmost point of the continent.

The adventure will start at Oulu, the place where we will meet up with my parents (must be genetic: my father is dreaming of going to cape north for several decades now – this summer is the moment!) who will offer us our first breakfast, after an Arrival in Finland at 1 am… Fortunatley there is a small järvi (lake) close to the airport where we can spend our first night. By bus the journey takes us to Salla, and from there on, crossing several national parks, fishing our provisions in the crystal clear rivers, counting the deers (and bears? – ha, just kidding!) crossing our trail in the forrests, having a kanoe-trip on IvaloJoki, sleeping in our beautiful, small, transportable house and just following the rythm of the sun and the compass (and of course the maps!) we will cross the border to Norway for the last few kilometers.

As Finnland is an technically advanced country, I count on finding some WIFI spots in the villages we cross for reprovisioning, for leaving a message every now and then.

This is the advantage about not knowing where and when working the next year: Just enjoy the time of waiting – anyhow, can’t do anything to accelerate decisions not been taken by me! ;)

And for all those who is wondering: koerndl and fishing? and, who is “WE”?
Well, we, this time, is koerndl (as usual) together with her Better Half, as adventourous, as inventive, as nice and caring, and much more experienced in fishing trouts than koerndl! Sounds good? It is! :)

PS: I just re-read the post d-9 I wrote 2 years ago:

yes, KungsLeden was the first Idea for this summer, but due to changes in life, i changes my destination once more. but maybe this winter ;)

and I talked about Ornella in the last post: I crossed her yesterday for the first time :)

d-9

9 days here and around in KTM still left – until now I didn’t move out of the city, so many things to see/do, nice people around – but things gonna change!
So far, about my impressions of Kathmandu:
it is amazing, yes, there are lots of things to see. but at the end, more and more I find out, that the things I was looking forward, are not so outstanding (like Pasupatinath, UNESCO Heritage site). Yes, it IS nice to see the temples, and Gaths (where the deads are being burned), but in the end, it’s not so special, not so different from everything you can find in the city center itself. it’s not better preserved, it’s not less dirty, but much more expensive. ok, I admit, 5 Euro is not a lot (where in Europe can you visit a World Heritage Site for that quite reasonable amount? And yes, Georg, I know, there are some through which one can cycle for free… ;) ), and argumentation like “it’s the others who want us to preserve this site, why should we pay for that?” is not that wrong either. but, and I’m convinced (even if some affirm the opposite) that “western” (like we are called here, all tourists), when visiting, take better care of the site than “Nepali” do. of course, exceptions can be found in both groups of persons… but nevertheless, in my opinion do tourist litter less than others. this (the pollution) is the problem, which I consider the worst here. Should talk about that with some Nepali; all I found until now say the same: KTM is nice, but the pollution!
Seeing the rivers, who are in fact large waste dumps, smelly and brown, is quite heart breaking, like Fabian said. and along the same rivers, that even don’t run anymore, because so much water is taken to serve the city, there are temples and Ghats, persons are bathing in the holy water… there is still really a lot to do…
The air pollution is not less than that, I’m having right now I light bronchitis, I due it to this fact. And we don’t talk about acoustic pollution
And as I was looking forward to come to Kathmandu, as I cant wait now to get outside. tomorrow we will rent mountain bikes and have a day trip around, in the Kathmandu Valley, after that I still will do 2 excursions around, next wednesday I want to Bungee Jump, the 21st of June there is a free concert at Bhaktapur (at 3 pm – welcome to Nepal!), I already met Dawa, friend of Ornella, friend of my friend Claire, who will keep a present from Claire for Ornella, as we didn’t manage to meet in Nepal – she is in Solo Khumbu region, I was in Jumla and Dolpo region, both remoted, no internet, no phone, so finally we talked first time two days ago. I spent lots of times with Fabian, who really really got a good friend in all this time, I read a whole book in one day (the one I wanted to read while the 36h-bus-ride to Delhi – too bad, needed to buy another one…), I am passing lazy mornings (well yes, sometimes this happens, specially now with the cough I grapped), did some Thai Chi with another German guy I met two days ago, finally time is passing, and I’m nearly too lazy to move around as much as I’m known for… :) But isn’t that the purpose of holidays, having a good time? I have.
Last message I wrote about: not looking forward to come back to Austria, but finally yes. glad for that as well.
What else to say? Travelling around you always explore other aereas, meet other people, see different ways of living, and ALWAYS you want to see more… Also this time this travel removed some “to do’s” from the list, but made the list longer for some another dozens of things to experience around the world. So, next time I come to Nepal, I will …. if I come back to Nepal, because there are still soooo many other things to do in World before, I didn’t do until now… there are still places to see, adventures to take…
check out information about Kungs Leden – one idea I had in 2006. it moved up the list for several places, but there is still Mongolia, Baikal Lake, and LOTS OF other things to dream about…
So, gonna leave you now, it’s already one pm, the day is passing without me. but that’s ok as well… :)
have a nice day,
koerndl

Walking KTM

how is that possible, isn’t KTM my beloved austrian bicycle? :)
honestly, after some more days in Pokhara, visiting Sarangkot, Devis Fall, and some other things I couldn’t wait to leave that city, because in my opinion it’s WAY too hot and humid… and as I didn’t want to take the local bus anymore, and as I met Fabian before, we finally started my road trip (what a sentence, but correct ;) ), PKR KTM with stopover in Bandipur, little village with great mountain view – if there were’t no clouds. We arrived too late in Naubise, where I wanted Fabian to abbandon me, so there was no bus anymore to Daman, and finally I decided to go to KTM directly.
Here I am now, the city captured me in the first stroll in down town (I live quite next to the very Down Town…), feel fine, less humid, the same heat, lots of to see… whereever you turn around a corner, you will find another temple… amazing! Today Pasupatinath and Boudha, tomorrow south of Basantapur.
Have already been to indian embassy, they let me return to Delhi, so I will come back home, even if I’m not soooo looking forward to that… It took such a long time to switch to “‘alone’ and ‘travel’ mode”, now here I am, enjoying those facts, and I’m a little bit afraid that it will take some time to switch back to “home again”. As usual, I would have to say… But nevertheless I’m looking forward :)
So, edspurt, 17 days to go… take care!
koerndl

ABCDEAT :)

Well well well, where to start?

Plans are changing, as always, and instead of heading to ABC with a french guy (who left me a message, that he would do the trek one week later) I first made a two days excursion to a nevertheless quite touristy “traditional” Gurung village together with three french girls/guys. the two girls, Celia and Celine, live at Embrun, about 40km from Gap… (and knew my ex-room mate because they were working together) I’m so sure, we will meet again, I really appreciated them a lot! Le meme delire toutes nous! The village itself was quite a tourist trap, we discussed a lot the manner how they promote their culture… if you want to stay there, you have obligatory to pay an all-inclusive-package – and this is quite expensive. but the way up was nice (in my opinion tooo hot, but well, I’m equipped for Annapurna Base Camp…)

So finally I started to ABC together with Fabian, a german Weltenbummler on a two-years-road-adventure around the world. As he is heading to Tibet, he wanted to acclimatise before leaving Pokhara.
All together it was 8 days we spent in the ACA, 5 days walking up in clouds and fog (well, sometimes there were some sun flares, and sometimes it was raining), not beeing able to see the mountains I’m here for… too bad. But at the ABC twice we had the chance to see the whole mountain Panorama! Magic! Amazing! MOUNTAINS. I love best the Annapurna I who has, in my opinion, the most beautiful face. When we were heading down, 3 days, there were LOTS more mountain sights – but behind us. I was turning around every five minutes: “There is a mountain!” So mainly, for me, the trek was a bit disappointing, once more most of the time it was “like at home”, but finally the Views were beautiful, and not to forget, I was in good company! Actually I’m happy to have left with Fabian instead of with the french guy, with whom I passed half a day (c,a n’a pas accroche). We were laughing a lot (like I didn’t do since I left home), discussing a lot, and I really enjoyed his presence. Even if our walking rhythm wasn’t the same (but how could have been? the initial condition were soooo different!), I never regretted. :) As we both love learning foreign languages, we made an intercultural language exchange, and Fabian was soooo laughing about my austrian language: “Hell, what are you teaching french kids?!?”

Today, relaxing, organising, looking for things to do in Pokhara, looking for a new Hiking Trouser (mine cracked on the very last day of ABC-Trek) and and and … tomorrow, ideas, plans, occasions to grap, and in a few days Kathmandu, really looking forward! maybe 1 or 2 stops inbetween – well just catch life with its proposials! :)

So long, looking forward hearing from you!
s’koerndal

The mountains! Here I ca/ome!

Wow, lots of things passed since I was online last time!

So, for the beginning, I took the main traffic route of nepalis (in the Region where I was (Dolpo, Jumla) there is nearly no streets, so everything must be carried by humans, sheeps, horses, donkeys, yaks and yetis….) to continue from Jumla Bazaar to Dunai, which took me 5 days. some passes, some descents, everchanging mountain scenery, but no high mountains…. I camped before MAure Lagna next to a house with VERY friendly tibetian, who were alos so nice to take time to teach me some more nepali (yes, now I know the word for getting milk out of a cow in german and nepali – but not even in english, italian or france….), because I didnt want to cross the pass that afternoon, seemingly it startet raining every minute … finally it didn’t, but nevertheless like this I could acclimatize my body to 3500 m – as i was supposed to sleep at 4000m two days after. I loved that place! at 11pm there was a thunderstorm, next day the pass was snow-covered – a little bit, until i got up those 350 m it was melted – and no, i didn’t take longer time than nepali people told me… and usually I do… ;) but it was so fun, because at night, when I got to bed (and even during thunderstorm) i thought: I expected it to be much colder at 3500 here … hm, strange. Turned around in my cosy sleping bag. Next day I woke up at 5am (as usual) and there was not condensed water in my tente, no, but icicles! :D so actually, much colder than it felt…

talking (or trying to) with nepali people on the road, I never walked alone (or: very rarely). At Dunai I met an expedition, supposed to be the first womens expedition to Putha Hiunchuli (http://www.sisters-expedition.com/) they REALLY were nice. I spend the afternoon with them, visited the hospital of Dunai (and believe me, a ambulance car in Austria is nearly better equipped than this remoted-aerea-hospital…)
Next day I started to Phoksundo Lake, really a BEAUTIFUL place – actually, I spend two whole days just roaming around in the region over there… I climbed for the first time above 4000m ! Cool, nevertheless, even if it’s not more difficult than Pic de Bure…
Several times I crossed a group of australien trekkers, who did the same itinerary in the same time as I did … but without 2 days rest… finally we even took the same plane back to Nepalganj, where I took the Night Bus to Pokhara.

I assure you, taking the bus is more dangerous and frightening than trekking all alone in mountains …. but as you cant change, just get in, relax, and dont think too much about… better dying relaxed than stressed – this is valid for chicken, pigs, sheep and cows, why not for me?

And today at 4am I arrived at Pokhara, with the Annapurna and the Machapuchre behind, in sunlight of rising sun – tooooooo beautiful! it’s majestic! two days to go, then I will be in middle of mountains! together with a french guy, whose agent took his travel permit same time as I did – so I just left him a notice, and he called! jippie! :)

Today I still will meet up with another french group staying at the same cotage as I do… No, I’m NEVER alone! :)

So far for today, see you then in 10-12 days (depending on route), back to Internet!

bye!

Rara et Retour

Nope, didn’t get lost, but like in China, when having the best time, I’m in nature and therefore no Internet. Same here…

I left with two dutchs, Tim and Silvia, to visit Rara national park. the first two days were quite trading route so the path more than sufficient visibly, and more than sufficient people to ask the way, and lots of horse and donkey caravans. third day a little less crowdy, arrival at rara. the high mountains behind the lake only in immagination, because of too much clouds. beautiful nevertheless. I’m thinking about what will here, in this so remoted area be in several years, when they finish the road thats already under construction… one lazy day at rara (clouds), than on my way back to rara. we wanted to go via sinja, and as the first part is really remoted, we needed to hurry to get to the next hotel, as my two compagnons didn’t have a tent with them. I enjoyed this day the most, because of landscape, but unfortunately tim twisted his ancle (?) and we decided to interrupt the trek 1,5 days before reaching Jumla again. by lorry-stopping and bus we took several hours and a night-stop-over in Nagma (yes, it’s true, thats the name of the city!). today back to Jumla, I’m refilling my supplies, tomorrow take-off to the great adventure.

My way will me bring from here to Beni within a 3-Week trek. first part is a very densly populated area, 2nd part is seemingly quite touristy, and for the third part I don’t know until now, but I am not too afraid. there are villages on the way, and as the nepali people (despite some negative, impolite examples) are very nice, helpful and curious, so I am not afraid about beeing alone there.

Nevertheless I was happy to make the first hiking experiences here in a completly unknown terrain not alone – now I know what it is like, and I’m somehow glad to leave alone, with my tent and my kerosene cooker… don’t expect to have news before 1 week, check-out my facebook, because IF I have cellphone network, I’ll send messages to Stefan (obvieously the only one receiving my messges, and the only one whose messages I receive) who will post as Press Official on my wall!

Other things on my mind is about life rythm here… as there isn’t always electricity, nepali lives even more in rhythm with nature… and me too… when I go back to Europe, I don’t have to get over a time delay of just 3.75h, but also the 2.5h that I changed my rhythm… waking up between 5.30 and 6, getting up, getting to bed between 20/21h… so, I’m going to sleep when its 17.15 at your place.

so, here I go… see you next time! :)

koerndl

nepalganj stopover

Hey ho,

after tiger, rhino and elephant huntig, or better, spotting, I arrived at Nepalganj. If there is a way, I will go to Jumla the day after tomorrow. but still not sure about this. Somehow, if I would be two, it would be easier. but nope.

The region where I want to trek, there are people, so don’t be too afraid. it’s a short trek of 6-9 days in moderate altitude, for pictures look on google for rara national park.

heading on to get my flight ticket!

koerndl

Tata partoutou – Short summary of past days and trip to Mahendra Nagar

So hi there, my friends, finally found some (even lots of) time to write the first long entry to let you know about my adventure here in India/Nepal, my friends…

So, where to start, my friends?

As I already told you, the arrival in Delhi wasn’t that great as I hoped it to be, the first day with no news from the Couchsurfer with whom I was supposed to stay, and then the luggage-misere… also I felt quiet lost at Delhi, because heading to Nepal, I didn’t look for Information about Delhi. No city map, no Idea where to go. But thanks to Isa, friend of Thomas, who let me know something about how to reach Rishikesh, I found a place to stay. I simply followed her instructions, and well, here I was, in Pahar Ganj, where I arrived at about 6am… quite too early to get a room.

I had a little rest, and got up at about midday, leaving the addresse of the hotel to the Aeroflot-company who would deliver my backpack, then to have a look for a second t-shirt and maybe some flopflops, because in this heat with my hiking boots … well…

Imeadiatly I was followed by I don’t know  how many Indian friends who wanted to know a lots of things of me.

Finally I was tented to follow one of them, who wanted to have a cup of chai with me… so why not? Happy to have found someone, I followed him to his office, we got tea, there were some other friends of him. We were chatting a lot, it was really nice with them discussing about every thing – different culture, different languages, different religions, and – as well, believe it or not – about love and s.x (!)… well, they were telling me, about their stories of all their relationships to “western” girls … Indian are really great storytellers… they invited me the evening to eat with them, and the next day I did some sightseeing with Vecky. The afternoon turned round to be a little bit less relaxing, as Vecky involved me into heartbreaking discussions… how can I be so rude to leave him back with a broken heart, because, yes, he felt so much chemistry. Poor boy! But with all my “abilities to read other persons” (quote Vecky) I played the game on. He promised me to buy my busticket to Rishikesh. So fine, so good. The real troubles started the day after, when he wasn’t there where he promised to be. Strolling around, going to his office, waiting, etc. finally he arrived with about 3,5 h delay. Without my busticket. “But don’t worry, don’t you trust me?” Well…. The day was passing, I still spend my day with those gang, discussing, but the more and more I got unquiet. Still some hours later I got my bust ticket. When Vecky deposed me where my bus should leave, he went in the office, not without having me told to hide my ticket, checked my place (seems everything ok), and left immediately, one hour before bus leaving… if he really would be so in love … well, I tell you, still I wasn’t sure about the bus to Rishikesh… Only when I really got onto the bus, and they checked my ticket, only at that time a big big stone fell off my heart. The bus should arrive at 6am at Rishikesh. Time to have a little rest.

5am, doors open: “Rishikesh!!” Hop, took my things, out of the bus. Ah, finally some walking! Still needed to go to CityCenter. I took the road. I wasn’t that unquiet, I thought, this is the right way. Well it was. Everybody was telling me that. But when I came to a bridge, so narrow, that I nearly couldn”t pass it, because of so large Tata-lorries, who nearly took all the bridge, I wanted to take the small bridge right next to this one. Half-turn around, some meters later, a habitant of this village told me, nono, it’s the other bridge. Hummm… welll…. Lets try again, so. I took all my courage to pass the bridge, whereon a car stopped to ask me “taxi?” but I really didn’t want to take a taxi only for the few time to Rishikesh. So he went on, but he stopped on the other end of the bridge, and he told me, that I am at 12 km of Rishikesh… What the …??? So he was so friendly to take me to the next street junction, where he took the other road and left me behind. I found a motorikshaw immediately who took me to Rishikesh city center. Once more I followed the email of Isa: after the bridge to the right, straight ahead, street ends, 2 stone walls, there is her Ashram. So I turned right, the streed ended between two stone walls, but no Ashram nowhere. ?. Very Small Street, not touristic at all, like a boy sitting above the canals besides the street to do his everydays needs… Where I am? Isa asking me. I told her in a message, and tried to go back to the main road. I asked a few persons, everyone indicating different directions, but finally an old man took me to the mainroad, took me to the rikshaw, accompanied me till the place after where I had to walk. Ah, here a bridge, turn to right “youhou, I am here!”. Isa’s answer: where, I cant see you? Oh no, lost again?!? But no, Isa, meanwhile, was so nice to go to fetch me at the other side of the bridge… So I waited for her, and finally finally we met!

After checkin “my friend, you will keep a room for my friend? Sure? Thank you my friend!” Isa offered me a cup of tea in her room, and I was so happy to be in a place where I didn’t have to fear someone taking advantages of me… pfiou…

After a small chat, we had breakfast together, and after that I had to sleep a while. In the afternoon we had a small bath in he Ganga, really really refreshing, yes, it’s a mountain river! Walking along the Ganga we arrived at the more touristic place of Rishikesh, had lunch, and after a small internet session we got back to the ashram. We made appointment to see the fire ceremony at the banks of Ganga later that day, at about 6pm. Isa, already traveling/living in Asia the fourth year now, explained me lots of things: Indian behavior, hindu symbols, interesting reflexions of life… it were very touching, intense two days, that I spent with her! Afer a drink in a bar, she needed to go to Internet again, so I accompanied her, but I left her at about 9pm to go to bed.

The next day we met at 7am to do a small hike up to the mountains, there is the shiva-temple, 12km from rishikesh. I appreciated the silence over there, because, as in China, Indian people are always blowing there horn. “don’t move, here I come! Don’t be afraid, I will overtake you! Are you crazy, what are you doing! Hello my friend!” First, I cant make the difference between the meanings, second, it’s really really noisy! The temple was very beautiful, and I found out, that, nevertheless, Indian people are very friendly. In the afternoon I had a rest, then once more Internet. Chatting on skype 45min really was good for me. :) Found out lots of things about the hiking I wanted to do (Rara National Park, Phoksundo lake). Then I went back to the Ashram to meet Isa, we made an approximate appointment for having a Chai in the evening. So once more chatting till late midnight. Afterwards I found some trekking infos in my guide book (no, not the bible of travelers, another one), so I kept reading until 1am … even if we had appointment once more for having breakfast together, before leaving. The next day will be a day of travel.

After breakfast, I really felt, I had a new friend, I was sorry to leave, but the adventure still is calling… So a long long goodbye to Isa, I really really appreciated the time with you! I came to Rishikesh, nearly broken, with the resolution to NEVER again do a trip on my own, and I was leaving, standing straight up, with a big smile on my face. I really found the time to touch down in India, to know how to play with my Indian friends. So, let’s leave for adventure!

Short walk to the taxi stand, I found a Motorikshaw who will take me to Haridwar directly without waiting for the bus (50 rs = <1Euro), arrived there, went to the ticket office, because I wanted to ask when the bus was leaving to Kathima/Banbassa, and they jumped up, ran outside, stopped the bus for me, and I hopped on. 225 Rs (<4Euro) for a 9h bus ride. I will reach Nepal border at about 19h. cool! That will give me the time to cross the border today!

Sitting in the first row right in the bus offered me an exceptional spectacle: better you don’t are afraid of being copilote in a car… beween hornblowings and overtaking maneuvers sometimes I rested with my eyes wide open!!! But one gets used to that, really… so dropoff at banbassa, bicycle rikshaw to the frontier. The boy told me 40 Rs. Let’s go! 5 min after he told me to turn around, and stay in a hotel at banbassa, because boder office will be closed…. AAAAAAARRRGH! Those Indians! So I kept insisting to go ahead, because border is supposed to be open all the time. But I wasn’t aware that because of traveling to the east, at 7pm it’s already dark outside… Arriving at the Indian border office, first thing they told me: why do you arrive so late? Well… Sorry, the bus ride from Rishikesh was so long. Aha. Ok. Let’s proceed. 2 min later I started in the noone’s area between India and Nepal. Another police man stopped me. He asked me where I am going. Finally a nice Nepal guy took me on his motorcycle to the border post of Nepal. But there was noone. Finally I got to the private rooms of the border controller, who opend the door in undershirt and trousers. Immigration proceed take 5 min, then the young man brought me to a hotel. Arrival 20h30. In other places the life is still explosing at that time, here, the city is nearly broken down. No electicity anymore, only the hotels with an generator can keep alive the light in their rooms. Not very expensive, but not really a hotel room. In the Kasten/placard there were several papers, documents belonging to someone… so… well, for the price for one night, it’s ok. Having dinner I really reel foreign, much more than I experienced in China. My cell phone still is not working. Because of the electricity cut? Susi told me before leaving, that a few years ago Nepal didn’t have Roaming Contracts with Austria, but that should have developed a bit. Than shower and bed. I’m having very very hot here, it’s so humid, and I really want to leave to go to the mountains. But at that time there is nothing else to do. So good night.

Today I got up because someone smoking outside the room, the whole time between 5am and 8am I nearly couldn’t sleep, because the smoke drove me crazy. This too, was a decision to leave immediately. Going to the bus stop changed my plans. The bus is leaving tomorrow 5am. Oh no! So changing hotel, at least… When I got back to the hotel they asked me if I really want to leave, as there are no busses today… Well yes, changing hotel… I already found one that seems not better, but not worse, and costs 50 Rs less. Its smaller, there is no international menu in the restaurant, but I don’t know, I feel that its better. Not much, but well… Still no cell phone connection. Get to internet to find out a bit of Hikes (I posted on the Bibles Traveler Forum), cell phone, check mails, everything, as I found out that there are no Buses at all today, I have to spend the time somehow.

So here, my mailbox doesn’t work well (glad that I only checked my Spam-Mailbox as I couldn’t lock out anymore), fb doesn’t work, the connection is slow, no USB, so no Pictures for you, no skype, only my blog works.

And then I will get a Nepal SIM-Card, as Orange Austria still doesn’t have a Roaming contract with Nepal…

And then I will challenge myself to learn some Nepali, to get around! I already drank a chiya and was babbling in nepali :)

Tomorrow I will get to Bardia National Park!

So, get out of here!

Lots of kisses to all of you!

Bye bye

koerndl

rishikesh – hindus pilgrim place

after several days in dheli, where not always sure about what thinking of people, finally i got my luggage and left that town. too many people everywhere.

Now I’m here in rishikesh, just for visiting a friend, but it was a good idea to come here. after all the days quite stressing before leaving, the very bad start in delhi with luggage and all, i’m posed in an ashram, very quiet, very basic, hanging around with Isa. Having the first bath in the ganges, its a really fresh mountain river! also here touristic (as you can imagine from the topic) but less busy den pahar ganj in delhi.

tomorrow hiking tour here around in the mountains, and then heading to nepal! via mahendra nagar. so far the most important news, stories will follow another day!

Happy easter-egg-searching!

koerndl

I’m in India!

my luggage isn’t… the most striking news from here… Got trapped in New Delhi, finally, for to wait for my luggage. Thanks, my cher friend, who always told me: Aeroflot? You’re crazy? You will not have your baggage. For the first time in my life my luggage was checked through, and for the first time it doesn’t work. So I will use my insurance (thanks, mum!) and buy two or three things I need now.

After having been to Moscow, where there still is snow round the city, now I’m here in New Delhi, even at 3 in the morning 28 degrees.  

that’s the news from today… maybe I will leave to Rishikesh tomorrow, instead of passing my days with he Couchsurfer who didn’t answer, afterwards I already have ideas where to go in Nepal.

have a good day

koerndl