The greatest adventure of my life
Nepal over Christmas has been on the boil for awhile but I haven’t written much about it because I haven’t quite prepared for it.
We’re kicking off from Kathmandu to Pokhara and then back. It’s sort of an oval-shaped route, where the first leg is through the lowlands and then we’ll return on higher altitudes.
Our friend Ben asked us if we were interested in this cycling adventure because his friend got himself a chick and is taking off somewhere else so he bailed. Honestly, the kangaroo and I would just plop ourselves on a beach somewhere if we were to choose a destination so this is truly a chance in a lifetime.
I’ve to admit I’m getting a little infected by Ben’s slight concern about how unprepared we are for a physically grueling trip that is happening in three weeks. I haven’t got a bicycle, plus stamina training has been null due to Jude’s visit and a nasty bout of flu. We haven’t even booked our flight, to which Ben sputtered, “You’re not going to let me arrive in Nepal and you guys are not going to show up, are you?”
I reassured him that we were committed but just a little behind. Admittedly, I was more concerned about tackling the winter chill and showerless situation. I was planning to take along a myriad of vitamins and medicine, toilet paper, Evian spray, baby wipes and long johns. Ben warned us of difficult road situations with chickens, busy streets and huge lumbering trucks.
I absolutely know where he’s coming from — he doesn’t want the cycling adventure of his year to be ruined by a potentially weak and inept cyclist. I’ve been in diving groups where there was a ninny of a girl who would hold everyone back by her tears or some entanglement with her equipment. I don’t want to be such a girl. I made it through diving without a major glitch so far but cycling 90 km a day in the Nepalese winter for two weeks is quite incomparable to diving in the Great Barrier Reef…
May the force be with me. In the meantime, I’m reading up furiously and will rent a mountain bike in Tokyo to hustle up strength in my bicycle legs.
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