Pharping, a town renowned for its many monasteries, was somewhat further away from Kathmandu: it took some time to get there, bumping at 10km/hr over roads in terrible condition, in a bus with so low a ceiling that a standard-sized European tourist cannot stand upright. And no, it is not customary that every passenger actually has a seat - you are lucky if you can actually stand with your two feet on the floor ;-) The day of my arrival in Pharping appeared to be the day of an important Newari holiday. The festivities would apparently be held at night, “probably after 10pm”. It seemed indeed that by that time, the entire village was out in the streets, a.o. to witness the ritual sacrifice of an ox. Timing of the spectacle was, as usual, very blurry: nothing seemed to be happening for a very long time, until about twelve o’clock, and then it was all over before you knew it… Very near Pharping is - or would be - the site of an important Hindu temple for making animal sacrifices - but the lack of any tourist signage and language barrier with the local goat herders made it impossible for me to find it.
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