My Village Stay – Day 3

Highlights of my day…

Finally used the charpi. Got it over with and it went pretty well.

Immediately after that I had my first cold winter outdoor bath at the community water tap. I’m sure the entire mountain side heard me scream. It was quite refreshing actually.

Oddly enough, I majorly bumped my head on the wooden ceiling beam in my room for the first time.

We had more Nepali Bashaa class at the school. Mostly about how to respond to specific questions that we may feel uncomfortable answering such as salary, relationships, and other personal questions (most people even ask about which caste you are from).
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After class, a few other volunteers and myself started to visited each other’s homes and meet their Nepali families. Every family we visited seem to love having visitors (especially foreign ones) over AND at each house we were fed lots of kaaja (snacks). We had so much kaaja, which was practically a meal, that we felt leery visiting another home with our already full stomachs (and we still had to eat dinner at our own homes).

Back at the ranch… 

My family and I spent the day going around the house pointing at things and asking what the Nepali words were for them were. I also got the tour of their pooju place and the cow shed – you don’t see these things back home that often.

Tlell also came over to my place and met my family. As usual, she impressed them all, especially with her more advanced Nepali language knowledge. Tlell and I are sort of a novelty in the village since we are an interracial couple AND we are sleeping in separate houses in the village (more on that later).

Dinner that evening was fun. Instead of me being in the spotlight, Bikita our resident “monkey” stole the show with her chatty antics and bodacious sense of humour.

I became more comfortable chatting with the family as I finally got adjusted to hearing their individual accents. During our after dinner talk, we even chatted about sensitive political issues and religion while trying to encourage Bikita to do her spelling and writing homework.

An evening would not be complete without more sharing of family photos. This time we looked at photos of interesting places to visit in Nepal. Hetaula (or Hetauda) seems to be a hidden gem.

Thoughts?