New relationships seem to break apart as quickly as they form. Lately, it feels like I’ve been saying goodbye a lot. Luckily, quite a few of the people are headed toward northern India at the same time as me so there’s a possibility we’ll meet up again. However small the chances, we all seem to enjoy the idea when it comes time to part ways.
On our last night together, Marie, Steven, Kevin, Stefan (Switz), Tatiana (Russia/US) and I met for dinner at the Hungry Feel restaurant. The service was often remarkably slow there, yet we were rarely in a rush. The power outage left us eating by candlelight as usual, which turns a rough looking place into something a little more intimate.
After dinner, we said goodbye. The next morning Marie was to start trekking the Annapurna Circuit, Steven was taking a bus to Kathmandu to begin a 10-day residential Buddhism course at Kopan Monastery, Kevin was to take a side trip near Pokhara, Stefan was hitting a river as part of a 4-day kayaking clinic, and I was about to embark on a 3-day whitewater rafting trip down the holy Kali Gandaki.