After all these days, I was almost immune to the cobblestone-steps. I began to tread the steps as if I had been walking on them all my life. From Landruk, we went up to 2,150m, in Deurali, another good vista point of Annapurna South and Hiunchuli. On the way, we came across a school. We could see the children happily scampering around within the school compound. In fact, along the track, we met some school children either on the way to or from school. We were told that some of these children have to walk for one to two hours through the mountain / jungle to get to the schools. Indeed, it is not easy to be students in Nepal. Looking at them, I was reminded how fortunate we are and how often we have taken it for granted?
From Deurali, it was all the way descent to Pothana, where we stopped for lunch before more descending again all the way to Phedi at 1,180m.
When we reached Phedi, I heaved a sigh of relief, not as if the trip had been such a torture to us, I was just feeling overwhelmed by it. Recalling what happened just a few days earlier in Ghorepani when I was feeling sick, I could not believe that ‘we have really come to the end of the journey’.
From here we took taxi back to Pokhara. The next day, we took a bus back to Kathmandu. On the way back to Kathmandu, Leow, Alice, Susan and Ming went for white water rafting while Joyce and I continued our journey as I am not a water sports buff. We spent the last day in Kathmandu shopping and visiting the Hindu and Buddhist temples.
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