What I miss & What I love

It has been a little while...sorry...I don't really have a great excuse.
I have just been hanging out, going to the gym everyday, and playing the days by ear.
I have been helping out with the music festival, though I am still not quite sure what my direct role is yet...but this festival is with 260 performers, so they can use help. I think mostly I'll be writing, and maybe helping out with logistical things like organizing space and what not.
That radio interview never happened because she just didn't show up. She called the next day to say she was in India...oh Nepal and Nepali people.

There is still so much I love about living here. More than anything I am so glad I have been able to have the opportunity to live here. If I were to come to Nepal for only a couple of weeks, or even a month, I am sure my perspective on life here and the people would be much different. It is just like any where else in the world, there are amazing, beautiful people, and there are disgusting, horrible people.
I am still not a fan of the staring.
It is still hard when you are adapting to the completely different environment and culture, but the environment and people don't adapt to you.
I miss things like reliable electricity...there is supposed to be a schedule, but I don't think it is followed. There is no power for at least 3 hours a day (which does make updating your blog more challenging) and of course it is when you have time or want to go to the Internet cafe. If electricity went out this much in the States, everyone would be living in their bomb shelters...and let's not talk about what the stock market would be doing!
I miss watching the news and reading about what is going on in the world. I feel so out of the loop.
I miss clean air.
I miss my family.
I miss inclusion and non-racist people.
I miss calling whoever, whenever.
I miss fast internet.
I miss going to a coffee shop in Seattle eating a fresh scone and drinking delicious coffee.
I miss the Seattle Children's Theatre.
I miss drinking water from the tap.
I miss ice cubes.
I miss going to parks and reading a book...there are no parks in Kathmandu.
I miss cooking what I want when I want it.
I miss not feeling like I have to be home at a decent hour(even 11/12 is pushing it).

I love my Nepali family.
I love the great people I have met here, and the community I have.
I love the cheaper prices.
I love the Himalayas.
I love the students at school.
I love the food (especially since my stomach has adjusted!).
I love Nepali tea.
I love the festivals.
I love the dress here...totally my style.
I love the neighborhood kids.
I love not wearing makeup.
I love not serving at a restaurant.
I love the amazing people I have met in villages.
I love the rice fields, and the greenest green - in the hills surrounding the valley, and that exists everywhere out of Kathmandu.
I love learning more about Hinduism and Buddhism.
I the music and the dance here.
I love eating on the floor and using my hands.
I learning...and so, even the most unkind and greedy people I have come across here I appreciate, because they have taught me a lot too -
I love that the great people and the shitty people have inspired me to write theatre.
I love that the love of my life is going to be here in 18 days - not that I am counting, of course.