Friday, November 12, 2010

Some Himalayan Trekking and "How to Heat Your House with Yak Shit"



"Your plane is delayed!"

"My plane was canceled for 4 days!"

"Board now!"

"Get off the bus and go back to the airport!"

"Now, you! go and board now! (again)"

ok, so before our Everest Base Camp trek even started we heard or experienced all of the above quotes. Our plane was delayed 6 hours and apparently that made us the lucky ones. Flying to Lukla airport where the Everest region trek begins is one of the most difficult in the world to find open weather windows to land in.

Perched on a hillside with an upward sloping very short runway (read that again - the runway isn't flat! its on a fuckin hill with an upslope of 20 degrees) at about 9,000 feet. The weather opens and closes landing windows very quickly leading to some of the absurd quotes from above as flights are routinely delayed, canceled, and even turned around right before landing.



So as some background our trek was guided by a local 27 year old Nepali, two assistant guides, and several porters.


Overall the trek was 15 days, covered something like 125 miles, and gained and (then lost) about 9,300 feet in elevation (not counting the up and then down, and then up again type trails). Our trekking mates included, a young couple from Canada, another from Boston, and a retired British Airways Englishman.



So we eventually got to Lukla and enjoyed a late lunch and started a relatively easy 3.5 hour first day walk. Unfortunately, because we landed so late in the day, the 2nd half of the trek was in the dark utilizing our newly purchased headlamps (btw Kathmandu is the KING of knockoff outdoor gear - every single store merchant, taxi driver, etc wears "North Face" clothes for example- We bought 2 pairs of knockoff trekking poles, two fake North Face pants, a quick dry towel, two headlamps, and socks in one of the numerous outdoors stores.

After the first day's walk to Phakding, we traveled uphill approximately 1300 meters the next day to the trading center of Namche Bazar. We enjoyed an acclimatization day the next day in Namche and then continued again our routine of hiking about 3-4 hours after breakfast, and several after to the next village, or to a stop at a Buddhist monasteries where we were staying. Incidentally, Nepal is actually a majority Hindi country, but the Khumbu region by Everest is 98% Buddhist.

As much as you all love reading my rambling, I'll avoid detailing the first 7 or so days of the trek and share some of the amazing scenery we encountered which began with much greenery almost like a much steeper and larger Yosemite and gradually increased to massive 20,000+ mountains with Buddhist sites scattered along the trail:
















....Ok now onto the important business. How to heat your house with yak shit. The sherpas are an incredibly resourceful bunch and have refined over hundreds of years an entirely cheap, odorless, and easy (if you aren't the preparer) way to heat your house with yak dung.

Step 1. Locate a yak. Easy. Yaks are everywhere. They walk throughout towns and paths like the own the joint. Yaks poo throughout the day like all animals, but chasing one around waiting for it to crap seems hardly efficient. However, almost like clockwork Yaks take a crap during the night. They space themselves out maybe 10 feet from each other to go to sleep and in the morning nearly each one has relieved himself.


Step 2. Gather the dung. I think this task was typically given to a child in the family. So easy enough then, you send your kids out to collect the dung in the morning.


Step 3. Place the gathered dung on the roof of your house to dry. (see neatly pressed dung here on the right hand side on this woman's roof).



Step 4. Once dry, gather dung and stack next to house like typical firewood.

Step 5. Put dung in stove and place feet up and relax in your new heat. Its literally odorless, slowburning, 100% reusable green, and a fun party topic.



































Sunday, November 7, 2010

Another Catch-Up.

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The last few weeks have probably been the most fast paced days of the whole trip so far. October has involved 5 flights, 4 countries, and countless hotel rooms. We've seen a lot of good friends, some new ones, and been in the presence of the most amazing scenery we've both ever seen.

Matt's last post was about Mount Olympus, which was almost a month ago and seems like forever ago in travel-time. After leaving Litochoro, we spent about a week living in Athens in an apartment. Given we had a lot of time in the city, we managed to see some movies, visit a few museums, hang out with our friends Stratos and Niki, as well as visit the Acropolis, twice. We ate some amazing food, as well as were able to cook good Greek breakfasts and master an authentic tzatziki recipe.

Matt with the acropolis in the background
Parthenon
my homemade tzatziki
Matt's favorite Greek dish: Mousaka
Nighttime in Athens


Our next stop was Dubai, which we reached after flying through Amman, Jordan for a few hours. We both wished we had had time to stop and spend time in Jordan, but being able to stop in the airport was definitely still a treat. We somehow still managed to things at the Duty Free shop even though only passing through.

By the end of our long weekend on the Arabian Peninsula, we both were really sad about leaving. Though super modern and sterile in certain places, Dubai was full of surprises. The city has both the uber-modern parts and old Arabian parts which gave us a deeper feel for what the UAE is really about. Dubai, as an Emirate, is very focused on being cutting edge and at the forefront of business, which is extremely apparent when visiting The Palm Jumeriah and The Burj Kalifa. But, just across the river/highway, Dubai is full of forts, souqs, sand dunes, and old world minarets.


We were also lucky enough to spend some time with a few more friends. We met our fellow traveling Brooklynites, Kim and Alex, for a day at the mall and the beach. Yes yes, we went to the mall. But it wasnt just any mall - the Emirates Mall has an indoor ski resort, like 9 food courts, as well as alot of couture clothing that travelers cant afford. We also we able to spend some time with Matt's coworker from Merrill Lynch, Greg, and his wife Jo. We drove around Dubai's sandy landscape as well as riding into the Kingdom of Oman to see some very grand and intimidating Arabian mountains.


The Burj Kalifa

Matt and Greg ATVing on the sand dunes

The Mountains of Oman

sand dunes as far as the eye could see

indoor snowboarding: so tempting.
Dubai Spice Souq

After our quick jaunt in the middle east, we boarded a plane (Fly Dubai - the JetBlue of the middle east) to Kathmandu to begin the Asian portion of our journey. Coming from a city like Dubai, arriving in Kathmandu was a bit overwhelming. From the land of skyscrapers, cleanliness, and restraint, we arrived in a town where cows are the king of the roads, there are no traffic rules, and the smog will turn your lungs into garbage bags. We only had a brief time in Kathmandu before our trek to Everest Base Camp started, but we did get a chance to get out into the city and see some important places like Durbar Square and its numerous Hindu temples, Swayambhunath Stoupa (aka the Monkey Temple), and Buddha Stoupa. All three places were so unique alive, and intriguing. We also purchased enough faux North Face outdoor gear (for the trek) to put the real company out of business.

Buddha Stoupa

prayer flags at the monkey temple


monkeys at the monkey temple
marigold garlands at Durbar Square

Durbar Square

bright colored powders


I won't write about the trek here, as it deserves its own post/posts, but I will say that it was an amazing once-in-a-lifetime experience. After hiking around in the thin air, we've decided hanging out by a lake and viewing the Annapurna Himalayas( from a distance) while we drink Everest beer/sip tea/practice yoga was the right move post-trek. We'll be here in Pokhara until our knees and sinuses have decided to forgive us.

More to come.