Yesterday, Betsy and I wandered down to Kupondole Rd., about 5 minutes from our house. We saw a huge trojan horse in preparation for a festival--or maybe it WAS the festival. These festivals happen several times during the year. I wish I had a fuller description of the trojan horse (not the real name) and the festival. But I don't. Suffice it to say that this horse was about 6 stories tall and made of wood, straw, rope and copper (I've taken pictures of some of the elements; for example, you can see the copper in the last photo).
The scene was all a bit too chaotic for us. In addition to 15 or 20 elderly men--seated on the ground and playing a harmonium, small cymbals and a drum--something we enjoyed, we were also approached by a drunk man and some rowdy kids who were aggressive and wanted money. In our experience, this is rather unusual in Nepal.
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| An axle of the cart with colorful ribbons around it. |
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| There are eyes on 3 sides of the axle. |
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| Metalwork on the axle. |
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