59 kilos

I weight 59 kilos. I knew on Sunday.

On sunday, after woke up at four thirty, I went by walk up to thamel, to hte office of The last Resort. There, I made with another tourist the check-in an later we wnet to take the bus that would take us to the last resort.

As we were leaving Kathmandu valley and getting closer to te chinese border we were crossing mutiple different climae areas, as we were going dwon o up. From the tropical palms to the pines of high mountain and forest that seem from center europe. All in just three hours around narly one hundred kilometres.

And, as were getting closer to the last resort the river valleys were becoming gorges as the hills were becoming mountains. And, at the end we reached the Khole Ghosi gorge. The bus park in one side of the gorge, but to get to the last resort we had to croos a bridge that was more than one hundred sixty metres high over the river. It was quite emocionant cross it.

After cross it we went to the bar of the resort, whewre all together waited for the instructions of the instructors. There were a big gruop of israelites with their semitic noses, the polish drinking beer for breakfast or inviting me to rum-cola in the way back, two californians with their chill out, an irish quite scare and a gruop from Holland, with Jonathan from Haarlem, a nice city close to Amsterdam where me and my brother were close to buy apiano two or three years ago, within them.

After the instructions the monitor made some control, and by the wight of each one we were put in different groups. I was in the first gruop, with tmost of the israelis, the irish and Jonathan plus two american girls. We went to the bridge.

I was one of the last ones. They shout: The 59!!. My turn. One israelu girl scream because she knew that she was the next one. I sit where they ordered me while they were putting the arneses and ropes andtry to calm me down.But didn't really need it. I was taking a sunbath and breathing deeply while waiting, amazing the israelis, I'm spanish, I run in front of he bulls, this is nothing.

After all was ready I came close to the end of the jump platform, Below me 160 metres of free fall towards the river. In the border, whitout really realize I started to sing a piece of one tango, Volver(come back) of carlos Gardel.

After sing, I bent my knees and tried to get impulse, but I couldn't do more than let me fall to the vacuum. After soome milisecons I started to scream, I scream that I dind't control at all. Amazing, espectacular, the sensation. 3 seconds and a half of free falling. Unfortunetly the canyon swing, that offers 8seconds free fall was suspended because of the wind. Anoher time will be.

And then, justcoming back to Kathmandu, under a red full moonbecause of the hot, witha gentle breeze that remained me the Mediterranean sea.

The swimming pool

On saturday I decided to take the children to the swimming pool that was going to be open at last. So at ten we went from the orphanage. The day wasreally hot so perfect. But when we arrive to the ticket office, the infrom that the pool is opnening at one, not at nine like they had told me before. I'm quite tired ot the information in Nepal. But at one we get to the swimming pool.

I wanted to play with the children and take them to the deep shallow, but the swwiming pool was so full of over-excited nepalis that was nearly imposible do something whitout be distrubed for them. After took Ramesh dnd Sarita there I couldn't do more than give up. But the experience was not so bad. I could relax and refresh myself and the kids really enjoy.

Right now I'm really hapy with the kids, they reallly apreciate me. Always share everything with me. I remember some weeks ago when in the way back to the orphange from the school they stop in one shop to buy some swweety things with their few money and they cut to the half the three sweets to offer me a half. And always like that. In the school Suraj always offering me biscuits. Unfortunetly Rajednra have take them to other school, so I'm not gonnasee them so often like until now.

Lal salam(red greeting)

The last week were the elections in Nepal. There was a huge expectations on it. During the previus months the way to them was a lot of times really dificult with a lot of problmes of violence and misandertoods. But at the end there were celebrated in a really pacefull day.

The day after them, when I was in the school working in the computer, Sangeeta was going with some friends to the International Complex, neurological center of the counting, I and though, why not go with them. I was lucky and I meet some candidates of one party, and with them I was allowed to access to some places were even periodist weren't allowed. Besides of the special that it can looks like, it wasn't nothing really special.

One thing that really impressed me is the use of the nazi symbol. I know that it comes from India, were its an important religius symbol, that until today I was unable to decode, but during the election people should choose their party leaving a mark of the symbol in the correspondent area of the party.

Even today, the results are not definitive, but its clear to see that the maoist have won. And how.. they got until today 105 seats in hte parlament meanwhile the second and the third party don't add between them even 50 seats.

First, its obvius to see that people in Nepal was tired of the old politics. I heard a lot of times that maybe people was not going to vote because of the tireness of nearly fitty years of weak democracy that didn't change too much, but thay have voted and eliminated the old parties.

Si, what now? Maoist will have to respond to the call of the people. During the last years with their war agains the system thay have change a lot of things, but its now when they have to change the things, people have voted them to bring the new Nepal with what they dream.

Also, I hopde that besides of their huge victory, they will not forget the rest of the parties when building the new Nepal and also leave the arms, now that they got the power, if not could be really dangerous. At the same time, I also hope that a strong censour system will grown in Nepal like in China, but we will see.

In the internationall panorama, India will stop o support and block Nepal as it was doing until now, and in its place qill appera China, that will block and support them. In a really free and personal opinion, I think it could be good. A closer relation with Tibet(China) can help Nepal so it gets a little part of the rtibet pie, all the natural resources, so maybe in hte future, because of China problems with the rest of the world, tibet will be independent and help its friendly country Nepal, and Nepal start to create its own future. Until right now it depends of other countries that kust let him survive. Nepal exist thanks to the tourism.

Meanwhile of the crowd is waiting for the results that will speak about the future of nepal, this child, that are the real future are still working in the street.

Boudha

The day of New year, before go to the festival, I decided to go to Boudha, a stupa in northwest Kathmandu. I don't know if it's the biggest stupa in the world, but it's huge. Swayambhu is speacial because of the enviroment that sorruonds it, nut Boudha is spectacular because of the stupa. Also, all the shops and small restaurants around is really beautiful and quiet. Anayway, because of the enviroment I prefer Swayambhu.

Interior of a adjacent monastery.

New year

The first of every new year, there is a tipical ffestival in Kathmandu and in other cities of Nepal. In Kathmandu that festival stars at Queensway, near to the royal palace, at five o'clock. When I arrived, the chariot wasn't ready, they were still finishing it. At the same time, the amount of people wasn't so huge at it was going to be later, so I could see everything. At the same time, this year something more spectacualr also happen. But slowly.

After finish the build the chariot, first arrive the official orchrest that animates the enviroment and let to the tourist and photograpers to take pictures.

Then, the arrive of the god that is in procession is waitedm and between a excited crowd is taken to the chariot. At the same time, the people dance at the rhythm of drumms and some make exhibitions of ability with a large stick aadorned with colour flags.

Once the God is in its possision, the procession starts. Hundreds of volunteers pull the chariot with the help of huge ropes and the God is taken to the white temple. I have tried to put a video, but I was unable.

Until here, all is like all the years, but this time, as soon as the chariot started to move, its top part became lead to one side, and as the chariot was going on more and more.

And in one moment, when the chariot was in a ramp, and volunteers pulled so much strong so quickly, the chariot falls down. At that moment I was taking pictures and as I was pressing the bottom I could not believe what I was watching. Some minutes before I was speaking about it with a american photographer, it's going to fall, but the true it's that you don't really expect it to become true. After the noise of the chariot falling over on bus, the crowd start to run, but luckily I was in an elevated position.

The last they of the Nepali year

The last day of the year was quite normal. I haven't seen spectacualr celebrations and even in private hauses it was nothing really special. All the people says that is like that because of the elections celebrated two days before. Anyway, I got some dinner.

But in the afternoon I went to the orphanage. After two weeks thinking what to do, worried about the future and whatever, that evening was just great. Like in the first days, I went with the children to the field and we were a lot of kids playing, enjoying, until the rain came. So later, in the orphanage we make a pillow war.

But after around one hour, Sarita was hit in one eye, and of course we stop. But the problem is that she went to his bed, cover with a blanklet and don't even uttering a word. At the first time I thought maybe she was just acting and I hit once really strong in his head, but it didn't help. I didn't know what to do. Later, I found her hitting the wall with his hands strong and strong, so I went I just said: "If you have a problem, try to solve it, don't do something to make it larger. Hitting the wall you are not gonna get anything."

The next day, I went again to the orphanage and she was totally oeky. But sometimes I don't know what to do with them. they got bigger problems.

This pictures were taking for one Nepali, with their quality. I'm the one in black t-shirt.