Bhaktapur. A city with over four centuries of history. When we walked into Durbar Square we were met by ancient temples. Some were piles of rubble and others were supported by beams. These were constant reminders of the megaquake that struck just two years ago. We were told that an earthquake strikes every century due to the two tectonic plates Nepal sits on. No one knows when the next one will strike, but until then, life continues for the people of the Kathmandu Valley.
In Durbar Square we split from the larger group to explore and complete our scavenger hunt. The hunt took us to various places around the city. On our list was a mini-mart, Pottery Square, and an STD shop (no worries–it’s just a place to call from). While we were running errands, we stopped at the rooftop restaurant Garuda Bar, looking over the city at the tallest temple in Nepal. We each had a soda or a cider–no Red Rules were broken :).
At times, navigating Bhaktapur was challenging. Motorcycles, dogs, and chickens crowded the streets. Our eyes flew from shops to locals to vendors on the street. We were pulled back to reality by the honking of impatient motorcyclists rushing through the narrow streets. At times we were overwhelmed, but at the end of the day, we agreed we wouldn’t have it any other way!
Dhanyabad ra shubha raatri!
(Thank you and good night!)