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07 December 2012

Momo


So James still wasn’t back to his usual self, but at least he managed to get some breakfast down him. Things might be looking up after all. After a lazy morning we went for a wander down the main drag to grab some lunch.

The place we found seemed good enough for a small lunch, nothing heavy needed after the big breakfast. I wanted to try the momo’s (Nepalese local dish, like dumplings) but I was told they would take a long time to prepare (which had been the case at a few other places) so I opted for the veg chow-mein. As big brother wasn’t feeling up to much he went for the chocolate ice-cream; not a bad choice for someone who has been poorly. My dish came soon after and it was massive! I knew I’d never finish it and I didn’t want to be rude so I forced down as much as I could and then we went our separate ways – James ambled back to the hotel and I went for a hike round the lake.

I had thought about hiring a bike and trying to get to one of the lakes outside of Pokhara or heading up to the caves up north, but they all seemed just a little bit of a stretch too far. Instead I decided to head round the lake and see the second biggest city of Nepal from the other side of the lake. I set off and passed a multitude of other hikers, bikers and trekkers, including the regular local folk all going about their business.

A mediocre view of Lake Phewa
I didn’t make it all the way round to the other side of the lake, it was just too big. But I did manage to get covered in red dust and get almost tipped into the lake by a Dutch guy in a canoe. I wandered back as I knew that James would be waiting for me – I said that I would be back by 6 and to only get worried if I was later than that.

Just off fishing...
For the evening we tried a new venue on the main drag and James’s appetite was on the comeback as he went for some spicy chicken wings. I plumped for the chilli chips again and an order of vegetable momo’s as they would only take 10 minutes, so he said. They were good, a bit like a dumpling crossed with a samosa, and I’m glad I tried them in the end. Not much happened after that. Sorry.

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