I have lived in Kathmandu, Nepal for over a week now. Since arriving, there have been two earthquake tremors major enough to jostle my three-story room (both of which mum knows nothing about), power outages almost daily, and a very real withdrawal from the cushy, indulgent North American lifestyle I did not even realise I was partaking in.
Pre-Nepal, I lived in Western Canada with my love, back in his hometown where he was born and raised. Home of supermarket giants, top-notch brunch, cheap oil, stores upon stores of fine threads and slick wire sunglasses and Sephora – all reachable in an after dinner drive; and we’d browse the aisles while each clutching a gigantic plastic cup of bubble tea. Dry shampoo bought because we didn’t have that brand back in New Zealand; coats bought first out of necessity and then out of want. It was the height of winter but there was central heating and underground pedways. Every single day I was cocooned in more comfort I’d ever known. Being mindful of consuming in a country of plenty was a stern lecture I had repeated to myself over and over before leaving home, but nonetheless, I was sitting atop a throne of indulgences that was steadily growing by the month.
Seasoned travellers before me have described living in Nepal to be equal parts wonderful and frustrating, because of the lack of structure that infiltrates into every part of the day: a bus breaks down so you hop on the back of a corn truck, the electricity cuts out at 1pm on a sweltering 33-degree day, the struggle to find produce as nutritious as you’re used to. The common denominator with all of these is that there is no tantruming out of them; they are part of this beautiful nation’s life and the frustrations felt only exist because of a separation from the continuous stream of comfort we are so damn used to. In my first week, I had the runs and mild heat exhaustion, and most of my days were spent hunting down a nutritious and varied diet, including fresh fruit and vegetables.
I learned that I didn’t miss:
And what I actually needed:
I wish I could say that I embraced the journey of being happy with less from the beginning, but that would be a total lie. Kathmandu pulled me away from my incredibly privileged Western life by the feet, confronting me with wonderfully smiley faces, making the absolute most of what they had, with laughter-filled lives, despite the quakes. Of all the places I have travelled, none have showed me how much more I could do, and how much less I could live without.
Thanks so much Denzil! What a lovely surprise seeing you on here <3
Your blog is so lovely and well written, Jenny. I look forward to seeing more of your posts on your experiences!
You have no idea how much that means, Laura. Thank you so very much you lovely soul <3
stay safe — deep post there.
nepal appears to be opening your eyes up to all these epiphanies // can’t wait to see and hear about all the positives you bring to the people there.
Aw thanks Alex Fong Fong, deep is wat I do apparently hahaha – I can’t wait either, missing Canada though. I hope you’re well over there!
Inspiring writing and beautiful photography with it, if I may ask (might have missed a previous post), what made you decide to move to Nepal? I have been researching it too. Great read! x
Hey Frankie, thank you so much for saying so! No, this is my first post, and as for why – what a good idea for another one! Do come, it’s completely safe and in most parts prices are a lot cheaper because of the lowered traveler activity. I’ll write something up on it x
Honestly its sounds amazing! I am so tempted hehe! Maybe it’s a good destination for next year! 🙂 yes please do! Will be waiting for it! Have a beautiful day! x
It’s a pretty great place to work remotely/be a digital nomad! You too love, your blog is absolutely incredible by the way. I’m in love with the design!
Thanks so much I truly appreciate it! Can’t wait for the next posts to come! You will make me come live there too haha!! Have a great weekend! xx