Thursday March 20
Flight from Chitwan to Kathmandu barely 30 minutes. We stopped at the Royal Nepal Golf Club to snap a photo. Eric and I used to trail my mother, even play half-heartedly. I remember her hitting one of the cows that roamed the course and its owner berating my mom. hit with a golf ball, I mean. And look what we found - Ruth Johnson 1967 champ, forever immortalized:
Summit Hotel, an expat, UN, diplomat, NGO conference haven: pool and views and gardens with tables and cushioned chairs and a great view of Kathmandu, good air, wifi pretty strong, and a salad which I had not realized I was missing-organic greens with goat cheese and a date vinaigrette dressing and candied cashews, not just any salad. Burger and fries. Feels like a treat.
Too pricey for more than one night -140 dollars, a splurge when we have been paying 30 to 40 dollars.f
I almost envied the single guests I saw at breakfast with their computers, likely there on business, or on route to another foreign place.
Glad you saw good old Nepal! Wonderful that you could revisit the places that meant so much to us and have Dennis see what you experienced. Can't wait to hear his take on it all. It is great that you are doing this with Smith College. That is wonderful. We are so proud of you! Love, Mom (What a birthday present!)
ReplyDeleteWonderful to take a break from life here in chilly grey Vermont and have your so welcome stories as diversion! Thanks Jill!
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