I continue to be terrible at writing my blog as I approach 2 years of being home. Eventually, I will finish writing about my travels!!
The day following hiking to the Peace Pagoda, I headed to the mountain museum in Pokhara, which confirmed the stories I'd heard the day before from the girl who'd trekked to the first base camp, which involved getting severe altitude sickness, witnessing a guy refuse to stop hiking, faint after 20 feet and have to be evacuated by helicopter among other events. To me it sounded horrendous and not like something I'd ever want to do.
But the mountain museum was quite fascinating.
Before heading to the museum, I walked along the lake on my morning stroll.
There was a man pondering the lake.
There was also a man rolling around in a ball in the water. He was completely incapable of standing up. It was kind of hilarious.
The museum talked about each of the climbers who were the first to reach the top of the 8,000 meter peaks, an exhibit of the people who made it to the top of all 14 8,000 meter peaks and the people who'd climbed to the top of the tallest mountains on each of the continents.
Here is a cow lounging in a field.
Here is more information about the museum if you want to read about it.