I am walking like a cowboy as my legs have seized up from the gruelling trek! Not a good look. But instead of feeling self-conscious I am so excited as today I am meeting back up with Rach!
We head to a tiny bar where we are the only customers surrounded by young Nepalese lads who are playing pool. They soon come over to test out their broken English and we have such a laugh catching up with each other, showing our photos and having a good old gossip.;
After a nice dinner and a few more drinks we don’t stop talking until the wee small hours.
The next day we have got the seven hour bus journey back to Kathmandu. Rach hasn’t been there yet but after giving her my impression of the place I don’t think she is that excited and many painful hours later we arrive. Yep it is chaos as ever with the noise, the dirt, the smells – welcome back to Kathmandu!
With having so much time to think during my trek I have realised that my travels have come to an end. Money is running low and I am starting to miss home comforts. This trip was never about me seeing the world and getting through as many countries as my bank balance will allow for but instead for me to challenge and push myself on a personal level. I wanted to see how I can cope being alone, how strong I can be in alien situations and without being corny, find out who I am.
I have done things I never thought I would do and after pushing my limits I am surprised at how resilient and strong I can be. But I do think I am ready to return home. Not that I have a home per se but back to family and friends before I decide my next steps.
I think the fresh mountain air of the Himalayan trek allowed me time to think about the person I am and the person I want to become. I am excited at what the future will hold for me. If this journey has proven anything it is to say yes to things and expect the unexpected!
With that I book my flight home and return to Heathrow to surprise my best friend.
