Kathmandu

A short walk through a narrow passageway leads from one of the thousand noisy streets of Kathmandu to one of the city's hundreds of temples. Here in the temple square, the surrounding old, low-lying buildings allow the sun to stay long during the cold days of winter. A local man claiming to only want to practice his English walked with me there yesterday. When I told him where I was headed he simply said, "There is no temple there," and attempted to direct me towards one of the better known ones in the area. Unlike those better known temples, there are no shops or restaurants in the buildings surrounding this square, only residences. To even those who live nearby, this temple is near to commonplace. Its as if its been forgotten about. The distance separated from the street is just enough to barricade the square from the pollution of taxis and their horns, allowing it the solitude it deserves. This forgotten temple is the most, if not only, peaceful place to sit in Kathmandu.

I shared my camera with two kids who kept asking me questions I couldn't understand, this is one child's photo of the other.


The intersection outside of my hotel my first five nights in Kathmandu, gotta love the tree.