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Kathmandu is a pearl nestled in the green valleys of Nepal.

Its power of attraction to foreign visitors has always been huge, be it for the cultural aspect of its art and culture, the easy going fashion of the locals, the stunning views and outdoor expeditionary potential or even just for the hippie in search of a cool place, yeah man.

Bollywood in Kathmandu

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2006-08-12 15:11:34

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Kathmandu is a pearl nestled in the green valleys of Nepal.

Its power of attraction to foreign visitors has always been huge, be it for the cultural aspect of its art and culture, the easy going fashion of the locals, the stunning views and outdoor expeditionary potential or even just for the hippie in search of a cool place, yeah man.

I find it to be a bit of an odd town: its history is apparent everywhere, there has been development and a beginning of modernity but, at the moment, it seems to stand still, not really knowing in which direction to head. It gives the impression that it is uncertain as to what is coming next. It is little bigger than a large village, yet it gives out the impression of a larger town. It has an incredible force of character: the mix of old and new, the chaos, the cows and the sounds of it make it a powerful and long lasting impression.

When I go around it, I always find myself looking for a financial district, for skyscrapers, anything, which justifies its huge population (of 1.5 million) and its name of capital. Instead of skyscrapers, I find little temples, pedestrian quarters, a lot of cows and the odd embassy or royal palace proving that I am indeed in a capital.

I spent the better part of the day walking about, lost in a dreamy state. It seems that this is the better thing to do in Kathmandu: walk and discover for yourself, make your own experiences and impressions of this city. It seems like there is something for everyone here.

The traffic is madness, rarely have I seen such anarchy. There is no order whatsoever, not even an impression of order, not the slightest glimmer. The rule of the jungle applies in force, the biggest, strongest and fastest survives, pedestrians are fair game but a bit common, motorbikes and cycles are seen in the same light as mosquitoes, a nuisance one can't get rid off and large trucks are the masters of the road.

Regardless of this state ...