[This amazing day which started with a burning sunrise in the Himalayan foothills and a packed trolley ride with dead chickens and excited kids on their way to the King’s Birthday celebrations, continued in Kathmandu. Its happy crowds, banners, noisy bands and side stalls reminded me of the annual Durham Miners’ Gala – and it all took my mind off those blistered feet. What better way to finish the national holiday than with a meal at KC’s?!
TUESDAY 28TH DECEMBER, 1976 – Part Three
“We finally disgorged back in Kathmandu!
Town by post office was almost deserted; no rickshaws to be seen. So walked into centre – great crowds on public park and lining the streets – people selling chunks of fruit on pavements. Processions of people, especially kids parading round field and then up New Street to Durbar Square. We we couldn’t get through until finished so wandered up New Street.
Like Miners’ Gala Day [in Durham] – people pouring in and the sound of bands. These bands consisted of small drums, cymbals, pipes and flutes and strange singing. Lots of schools in uniform marched with banners – a few managed to swing arms in time, while some cocky lads followed and mimicked. Other groups of Nepalese carried biers with greenery all over – couldn’t see what sat underneath.
We rested blistered feet (me, Nikki and Chris) in Paras Hotel, by Nepal Bank, and had omelettes for lunch. When emerged again, streets breaking up – went back via back streets to hotel. Heidi and Di packing for Pokhara. Finished rum.
After shower, went to KC’s for their final meal. Had lovely tomato soup and hamburger steak with salad and roti (ie potato). Followed by night life! (rum and lemon) KC in good form – bought me night life; offered me and Nikki job driving a hamburger stall! Full of new ideas and plans for saunas, bakery etc. Fred and Jan came in – Fred still not well enough for him to go trekking.”