
Namaste... Namaste... I've been saying this for many times while I was in Nepal. The Nepal trekking trip is an unforgettable one and to me...if I give it up and not go, I should not be forgiven. I am glad that DD endorsed my plan despite there are still some friends opined that I should not go during big festive holidays. Anyway, the Nepal trip makes me feel we are really lucky living in Hong Kong. Lucky is only in the sense that Hong Kong is really a richer place and people earn their living easier (on the other hand, I do envy their simple life with contentment).
Imagine a porter needs to carry at least 60 lbs everyday with the minimum hiking equipment and all the load are relied on the head strap. If they slip, they fall and they finish. Recently, I read a book about a fatal climb initiated by a German expedition team in 1934. Usually, people would only know the hero standing proudly on the summit with their country flag wavering...however, do you know how many hidden heros behind. I just noted from the book that if there were any accidents happened in the mountain, the rescue team would only save the climbers and they will leave the porters behind. Reason is that porters do no have insurance and the rescue team would also not allow and not willing to see any death of foreign hikers. It is really a sad thing to know. Human being is supposed to be equal but in the cruel world...it is NOT. During our trekking at Nepal, we also hired porters to carry all the stuff for us. Our porters are very nice and I chat with them IN THEIR LANGUAGE. Language is a very important means of communication. It can help to get people closer. That's the reason whenever I travel, I wish to learn their language.....ummm....but too bad that I am not clever enough to memorise so many languages : (
Thank you all my friends at Nepal. Thank you Mr Thakpa, Mr Karma, Mr Dawa and Mr Minor...Dhannapak (Thank you).