Well, hello! So I've been hanging out at the home the last couple of days, took some kids to the clinic cos they were sick which I found interesting. The clinic itself was easy, the manager of the home came with me so he knew what was going on and everything. We had two kids with us, one just needed a blood test so that was all good, last time he needed five people to hold him down but this time he was fine, he just squeezed my hand real tight when the needle went in. Then I waited with him while the girl went with the home manager to get her check up. So I was sitting there, the only white person in a local clinic with local people playing clapping games with a nepali kid with downs syndrome. I got a fair few weird looks, and I suppose I understand why. I came into town yesterday so I could do my mountain flight this morning. We met a lot of new volunteers - an interesting bunch. There is a group of 9 kiwis from Wellington who know each other through church. My first thought was 'great, people who I can relate to a bit and not be embarrassed to admit I go to church!' but its these kinda people that make me embarrassed of that fact even more. Seriously. Some of them are really lovely, a lot like me I think, young, belong to a church but still working that stuff out, willing to admit it but not willing to shove it down anyones throat, that kinda thing. But some of them are just awful. It makes me sad when they are so willing to shout out the wonderfulness of God to us whether we want to hear it or not, and also totally willing to skull their red wine and smoke. And they talk about the spirit of god being like flowers bursting from their heart, and jesus juice and all this stuff, but it makes me so sad because it seems so fake, and it gives anyone who is 'real' no crediblity whatsoever. And VSN work with a 'christian' home that is so hideously corrupt, so christianity has such a bad name anyway...Its hard. Really hard.
In other news, I saw Everest today. Man. Blew my mind. So we were told we needed to be at the airport at 6am, then last night I got woken at 11pm and told that the flight had changed and we didn't need to be there till 7.30am. We got there a bit early, got into the departure lounge no problem. Then just waited. At about 10.30am we were told our flight had been cancelled and we could go to the office to re-book for another day. At the office, the same man that told us it had been cancelled came up to us and asked us if we would like tickets for a flight in half an hour. Weird. So we got on that flight about 11am. Good old Nepal! The flight was incredible. I was pretty nervous, never been on a plane that small...But the views just were stunning. Took my breath away. The photos I took would never do it justice, but I'll show you all when I get home anyway. I got to go into the cockpit too which was awesome. Wow. It was so worth it.
Tomorrow I head to Lumbini, another early start. It takes 9 hours by bus, I've probably told you that. I'm in Nepal though so it'll probably take longer. I'm low on money, I owe people money, my stomach ain't right, this country is insane and I'm loving it. Absolutely. But don't worry, I also can't wait to come back and tell you all the stories first hand!
Love you all, Happy New Year!
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