This is what we're looking for...
Here we are at the white elephant that is Shizuoka Airport; nice and shiny but with very few passengers and at the moment, no aeroplanes. Julian and I have done a deal with Korean Air to work our passage. What do you think of the uniforms? Next stop Seoul.
Today Julian and I started a small experiment. We sent an envelope with Julian’s name on it to the main post office in Pokhara and marked it Poste Restante. This means that the post office should keep hold of it until Julian comes to collect it. We’ve tried using this system before from Japan to the main post office in Trafalgar Square a few years ago! That time it worked though the queue in London was rather long it being a lunchtime and all. We picked up the envelope and then promptly sent it back to our flat in Japan. We’re hoping to do the same with this envelope to Nepal.
What’s inside the envelope, Andy? I don’t know! We left a piece of card with the children in Julian’s English class and asked them to write some messages for Julian and I. They sealed the envelope and then Julian and I went to the post office. So hopefully we will have a nice surprise when we do find it. I read somewhere that it will take a month to arrive at the post office; I’m not quite sure whether the delay will be at the Japan or Nepal end but I have my suspicions. So we will check at the post office before our trek to Annapurna Base Camp and, if we can’t find it, we will check back two weeks later when we return from the trek. Some people might find this all a bit anoraky but those are the same people who are in danger of falling off my Christmas card list this year. Comment on this post at your peril!!!
Yesterday Julian and I went to the local doctor for the first in a series of inoculations. We looked at the menu and I chose this season’s influenza jab and Julian chose Japanese Encephalitis; well, he’s had one or two of those before and really liked them. Next week we’re going back for more and at that time we will probably try something exotic such as Hepatitis A. Oh what fun! Unfortunately, these little pricks don’t come cheap. Hepatitis A will cost us 8,000 yen each which is about 65 pounds. I asked if we could have one syringe and share it but the ideas was lost in translation. So if nothing else, our local doctor is going to do very well out of our yeti seeking trip!
(I could attach photos but the images would be too disturbing for most people what with all the blood, tears and screaming. Julian took it all in his stride though.)
I’ve just sent an email to almost everyone in my address book telling them about Julian’s and my trip to Nepal and the address of this blog. So the cat is well and truly out of the bag and there’s no turning back now. I suppose I had better start looking for my passport…. and Julian’s!
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