MARK: Only a few words today, because I hope the pictures speak for themselves….
My thanks to Middlesbrough “boy” Chris Rea for the final stanza, to the people of Nepal for their kindness and generosity and to my travelling partner and “Minister of Finance” (according to the GM at our Chitwan Hotel) for really entering into the spirit of this great adventure.
A beautiful country. Still fighting against adversity, be it the earthquake or the fuel crisis. GO if you can to support the people of Nepal.
We’re not sure when our next the blog will be, it all depends on whether MASTERS is censored in China… watch this space, or not.
FOOL IF YOU THINK IT’S OVER…
Chiselled jaws, deep lines of hardship,
Etched in leather beaten skin.
You the Tourist, object of desire,
No hardship outside, just perhaps deep within?
Beauty all around, yet destruction all too close,
Nature the provider and destroyer.
Side by side, life and death – a fine line tread.
Who to say who ends up dead?
Shrieks of children, happiness and hope.
Grandparents watch, still the Tourist Bus bumps on,
Fleeting glances and then just gone.
Will you remember, will you care?
Chris Rea “Road to Hell” belts out, in ear.
“I can hear your heart beat” are you “looking for the Summer?”
‘Boro’ so far away. Who cares, they don’t, do you?
“Fool if you think it’s over”, life’s journey much, to do.
Tell me there’s a heaven, tell me that it’s true.
Tell me there’s a reason why I am seeing what I do.
Tell me there’s a heaven where all those people go.
Tell me they’re all happy now, Pappa tell me that it’s true….
“Song Titles” – Chris Rea
From destruction, beauty rises – Nepal a country of contrast