• Andrei Stoica

Nepal (Part 1): Om Mani Padme Hum

As I'm driving on a busy freeway in Phoenix, Arizona a song plays hypnotically on my car stereo, a single verse, repeated over and over. It's a very popular mantra song I discovered while touring Nepal and stuck with me to this day.

It all started in the spring of 2017 when I decided to join a group of enthusiasts on a photography tour of Nepal scheduled for the fall. The trip itinerary promised to take us from the busy streets of Kathmandu to the mountains of Nepal and the wild life of Chitwan National Park. A great opportunity to take my first trip to Asia, while outsourcing all the logistics to someone else. It was one of the greatest trips I ever made.

I landed at Tribhuvan International Airport in Nepal's capital, Kathmandu. The airport itself doesn't look much on the outside, while the inside reminds me of an animated train station in a provincial town. But this is Nepal's foremost gateway to the world and a good indication of what's to come. Basu, our local fixer and all-things-travel guru, picks us up in the van which will take us to many of our trip's destinations.

Our hotel was a relatively quiet building in the bustling Thamel, a touristy and commercial neighborhood of Kathmandu. The merchants, the tourists and rickshaws are swimming together in a mass of people that fills the streets from dusk and well after dawn.

We spent a couple of days in Kathmandu, exploring the daily life, the temples and old neighborhoods, almost always surrounded by people in motion. It seemed like the race was on 24/7!