I am amazed how hard Nepalis work; hoeing, shoveling (one works the shovel into the hard ground and the other pulls on a rope tied to the shovel to help move it with greater force), and carrying heavy loads.

While in Pokhara, I stop by a restaurant for “Maxican” food. I order veggie enchiladas but am given something much more akin minestrone soup with a tortilla. It’s not bad for “Maxican.”

The construction of a Nepali sentence is quite different from one in English. For Nepalis with limited English, I find it easier to switch the order of a sentence to mimic the Nepali structure. For example, to ask “Are you going to Lakeside?,” it is easier to communicate if I say “Lakeside you are going?” But then I begin to sound like Yoda.