Flying high, near, and nearer to the Himalayas. Blue skies and the snow capped Himalayas in the nearby by distance. This is a sight I never thought I'd ever see in my lifetime. Stepping off the plane, only one word can describe that moment - breathtaking.
Pokhara is the second largest city in Nepal. It is known as the trekkers' stop as it's right below the Himalayas. While we didn't trek the mountain tops, we did enjoy the natural setting of the hills and the lakes around us.
4 days and 3 nights in Pokhara was the most peaceful and scary times of the trip. We found peace away from the bustle with the fresh mountain and lake air.
Our hearts raced when we kept getting lost on our way hike down the hill, 2 hours away from our hotel. Climbing down the hill soon felt like the height of the Himalayas as sunset became darkness.
The beats in our chest came back when the airport closed on the day of our departure. We had 8 hours before our flight to Kathmandu. Our only option was to take a local bus (more like a public minivan) for a 6 hour ride back to the capital, all for $6.00. The 12-seater van somehow fit 23 people.
Pokhara was an amazing adventure. It was a necessary getaway into nature. And it was a challenging adventure that tested our survival skills. It's great to be home.
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