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The delightful mess of Kathmandu’s old town

It’s difficult to describe Kathmandu’s old town: the vivid smells, the incessant sound of scooters hooting, the hubbub of people going about life, tuk-tuk and bicycle-rickshaw drivers haggling and cajoling, temples pouncing on one unexpectedly around every second corner, dead-end bahals and narrow, serpentine alleyways choked with people, merchants and (aforementioned) hooting motorbikes.

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And then, quite serendipitously, every now and then, one finds places of peace: the late afternoon sun breaking perfectly through the vendors’ wares, casting long, warm shadows across the cobbles.


Or prayer flags fluttering atop a nondescript place of worship,


and boys playing soccer in the shadow of Buddha’s gaze.


If one is fortunate, one captures moments like this with one’s camera. If one is even more fortunate, a regular memory has to do – a memory that becomes even richer with time, one’s mind gilding reality with whimsy and fantasy …


2 comments on “The delightful mess of Kathmandu’s old town

  1. James Scott
    July 21, 2015

    Great words and pictures

  2. There_Lot
    July 21, 2015

    Delightful indeed. Love the vibrant colours. As Nicola says: A moment in time..captured…(not even sure if that sentence makes sense).

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