This satellite photo was actually taken during May while I was there! I can tell because the green hills indicate that it had begun to rain.
Flying in to Bhaiharawa, on my way to Tansen.
I arrive at Bhaiharawa, 50 minutes from Kathmandu by prop plane or 9 hours by bus.
It is a sunny, warm afternoon.
John Sleggs is a GP from England staying for a month at the hospital. He met his American wife, Melody, 25 years ago in Tansen while working at the hospital and married her there. They've spent 4-5 years on and off volunteering in Nepal.
I don't feel well, trying to recover from a cold I picked from Ev Char.
It is a 2 hour ride on rough roads to the mile-high town of Tansen. We'll arrive after nightfall.
This is a friendly greeting in Nepal, not what we would otherwise consider nasty.
I gradually leave my old world behind, looking back to the darkening sky at the valley's mouth.
The next morning, I am greeted by the only clear day for the next 2 months and can see the distant line of the Himalayas. Naomi is trekking the foothills, some 100 miles closer than where I am.
The Himalayan range at dawn on one of only 2 clear days the entire 2 months.
Sunrise from my cottage.
On one the very rare clear days of the early summer, overlooking the east part of town into the valley called 'White Lake.' You'll see why it's white later on.
Looking east, the hospital is just over the ridge.
The hospital from the hill above.
Rocks hold the roofs down.
At the edge of town. Taken by Hans.
Houses are built in defiance of the steep hills.
I'm told that the foundations are on bedrock, but I don't believe it.
Just behind the hospital is a recently planted pine forest on a hill. At the top is a large Buddha.
Hans, a Swedish general surgeon, and I became good friends. He's looking out over the hospital and the main town to the right (and west).
Naomi visits me for 18 hours on her way to Lumbini, the birthplace of Buddha. She'll leave for home in a week. We hike up into the pine forest behind her hotel.
One of many paths off the Buddha hill which lead to the town. People frequent the hill for walks and to climb the trees to gather firewood.
Leaves of the saal tree.
The rains haven't come yet. Everything is brown.
Water is scarce this time of year, the dry season. Wells like this are scattered throughout the town. The wealthy homes have tanks which are filled by water trunks. Rarely do you see a man filling and carrying water containers. They are usually seen sitting in the shade and gossiping.
John Sleggs and the kids, on the way to Bangnas hill.
This boy hires out his ox and plow to farmers.