This might be Bindabasini...
Having been dropped off at the bottom of Sarangkot road with still half
Of the day left. Might as well go and find that Temple the kids rave about. I'm not that interested in religious architecture particularly but somehow it's important to Amrit and Anjali that I visit Bindabasini.
Quite a commotion, sounds like a gaggle of badly played bagpipes here, just opposite the Sarangkot road junction. Folk playing some kind of trumpet instrument while others bang on drums to create something that might last 1 second on 'Britain's got Talent'. Actually, it all looks very traditional as a crowd gathers to watch the party. Looks like a wedding of sorts judging by the smartly dressed men and those extremely colourful sarees worn by the ladies. Oh no, they want me to dance. Well, it's all I can cope with to listen to that racket, but to dance to it, no thanks is my polite response.
A hasty getaway, up the lane here. Perched high on a mound are what looks like temples, certainly something of religious importance as a steady flow of locals climb a series of stone steps up, with me following. Quite a climb, but at the top and it's a colourful scene with multiple ceremonies taking place, and yes, more of that trumpet screeching and drum thumping music accompanied by what looks like a one string violin. A traditional scene at this temple site, but for me the big points here are more of those mountain views this time looking across the rooftops of Pokhara.
Having been dropped off at the bottom of Sarangkot road with still half
Of the day left. Might as well go and find that Temple the kids rave about. I'm not that interested in religious architecture particularly but somehow it's important to Amrit and Anjali that I visit Bindabasini.
Quite a commotion, sounds like a gaggle of badly played bagpipes here, just opposite the Sarangkot road junction. Folk playing some kind of trumpet instrument while others bang on drums to create something that might last 1 second on 'Britain's got Talent'. Actually, it all looks very traditional as a crowd gathers to watch the party. Looks like a wedding of sorts judging by the smartly dressed men and those extremely colourful sarees worn by the ladies. Oh no, they want me to dance. Well, it's all I can cope with to listen to that racket, but to dance to it, no thanks is my polite response.
A hasty getaway, up the lane here. Perched high on a mound are what looks like temples, certainly something of religious importance as a steady flow of locals climb a series of stone steps up, with me following. Quite a climb, but at the top and it's a colourful scene with multiple ceremonies taking place, and yes, more of that trumpet screeching and drum thumping music accompanied by what looks like a one string violin. A traditional scene at this temple site, but for me the big points here are more of those mountain views this time looking across the rooftops of Pokhara.
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