Ups and Downs

As it turns out, visiting Nepal in August may not have been the best idea ever. The monsoons turned the streets of Khatmandu into ankle-deep rivers at least once a day, and when it's not raining, the heat and humidity are difficult to take. After a day of pessimism on the bus to Pokhara today, worried about the weather and visibility issues for the five day trek we start in on tomorrow morning, Kevin suggested that we go out for a rowboat ride on the lake. Pulling out into the lake, the trees on the shore shrank to reveal a truly stunning ridge of mountains behind. At less than 3000 feet here, we were staring up a string of peaks between 20,000 and 27,000 feet high. It was breathtaking. And as the sun set, the sky lit up fiery red and gold. And with that, my excitement for our trek rekindled. I'm taking that image to bed with me, rather than my worry about the heat and clouds. I'll update when I get back next weekend!