[BAGMATI] Budget and Itinerary

FRIDAY: 27 February 2015

Drukair (Paro - Kathmandu) - 223.00

Tribhuvan International Airport (Visa-on-Arrival) - 26.00

USD249.00

Taxi (Airport - Thamel) - 500.00

Kathmandu Resort Hotel (1 Super Deluxe/3 Nights) - 7,800.00

Dabali (Bungy Jumper's Chicken + Mineral Water) - 640.00

NPR8,940.00

[KATHMANDU] Killing Time

On the day of my Air Asia X flight, a Turkish Airlines plane skidded off the runway due to heavy fog. The plane could not be taken off the site because the airline insisted that the insurance guys see it first. The airport said, though, that even if they wanted to remove it from the tarmac, they couldn’t. They did not have the equipment. As such, all flights have been canceled and the airport has been shut down. And so I flagged another taxi going back to Thamel and became the “Hey it’s that guy again!” person of the day.

[KATHMANDU] Durbar Square at Night

“Stranded” is an understatement. I only intended to stay in Kathmandu for around three days. In my mind, I was supposed to do the bungy and then that’s it. I could not care less if I’d get to see the Giant Stupa or Durbar Square or the Royal Palace. I came here to jump off a bridge, and when I finally did, everything was mission accomplished in my head. But Nepal wanted me to stay, and after Spicejet did not allow me to board the plane because I had no Indian visa, I had no choice but to prolong my stay.

[SINDHUPALCHOK] Jumping Off a Bridge

I won’t lie to you; I came to Nepal for the bungy. I understand that most people pay a visit to this South Asian nation as a jump-off point for Mt. Everest. After all, the Himalayas would not really stop stalking you once you land at Kathmandu. Climbing the highest mountain in the world is not part of my many delusions of grandeur, but jumping off high bridges is. And so when the idea of going to Nepal surfaced, I came across this bungy package offered by The Last Resort, and eventually knew what I wanted to do.

[KATHMANDU] Good Morning, Mount Everest

The guy next to me won't stop looking at the window. I suppose he was looking at the window because if it was me he was looking at then that would be plain freaky, right? And so I offered to switch seats because it seemed to me that it was his first time on a plane and was excited about it. I totally forgot that we would be flying over the Himalayas. When the snow-capped mountains began to appear by the window, I felt like stabbing someone for the wrong choices I make in life.