Flying Off Everest
“the man said, and kept walking. “A bus will be here soon. It’s 60 rupees.” Babu didn’t understand the answer to his question. Lakeside? It’s a funny word, he thought, a word he had never heard before. It sounded to him a bit like the word lake, which, in Sunuwar, the language spoken back in his village, means something to the equivalent of “a high place.” It was 5:00 a.m., and he was standing alone in the Pokhara bus station with no idea of where he was or where to go next.
A bus to take me whe...re? Babu wondered.
There were still only 20 rupees in his pocket. The old man he had been traveling with said good-bye to him and good luck, and then he wandered off to beg on his own.
The first rays of the morning sun began to faintly illuminate the Annapurna Massif looming to the north. Rising up over 26,000 feet, they were the tallest mountains Babu had ever seen. Oh no, he thought. That’s probably where Lakeside is. It certainly looked to be the highest place nearby. And it probably wasn’t going to be a cheap 60-rupee bus ride either, he figured.MoreLess
A bus to take me whe...re? Babu wondered.
There were still only 20 rupees in his pocket. The old man he had been traveling with said good-bye to him and good luck, and then he wandered off to beg on his own.
The first rays of the morning sun began to faintly illuminate the Annapurna Massif looming to the north. Rising up over 26,000 feet, they were the tallest mountains Babu had ever seen. Oh no, he thought. That’s probably where Lakeside is. It certainly looked to be the highest place nearby. And it probably wasn’t going to be a cheap 60-rupee bus ride either, he figured.MoreLess
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