use your horn

16 Dec

Last night I forgot to check how hard my mattress was before picking which lodge I was going to sleep in. Huge mistake, I slept on a piece of plywood #likeanovice.

Here is a photo of the computer I’m using to type this to you all:

those are cobwebs.

top right, those are cobwebs.

that is a tiny leaf-blower.

and that is a tiny leaf-blower.

The power outages have gotten bad in Nepal. Ever since that election in November — Congress won. My American mind can not even fathom a world where Congress might not have won — there’ve been daily power cuts. Nepal sells that ‘saved’ power to India.

Last week I went to 8 different petrol stations (I wish I was kidding) and none of them had gasoline. The 9th one did but the electricity was gone – India probably had a party – so I spent the next 6 hours waiting, drinking tea, and feeling grateful for flexible travel plans.

More about the aforementioned election:
There was a 10 day strike prior to Election Day in Nepal. It was Kathman-dated that no one was allowed to drive which didn’t make any sense (the strike not the pun) because there was already going to be an election, why the need for a strike? I’m fairly certain Maoists had something to do with it; I read a book (an entire book) on Nepal’s history and politics and I am still not clear.
Le sigh.

I took a kickboxing class from a guy who only spoke Nepali. He talked my ear off with – I’m assuming – advice. I couldn’t understand what he was saying. Everyone in the gym could, though, and watched me flagrantly disobey him while passionately not improving; those who’ve wrestled with me can imagine.

I am running on a treadmill. Barefoot. On rolling pins covered by rubber. With no power. And a red 'safety' strap.

This is me running (in conservative attire) barefoot on rolling pins. Ouch.
The red thing around my waist is a safety strap. Notice that there is no way to turn this ‘machine’ on.

Elliott, the only person in the world I know who’s into cross-fit (and that kid from Dover) might appreciate The most ghetto treadmill in the world.

English is hard.

Easy mistake

To be fair, it’s only a 2 letter difference.

I spend a lot of time wondering what all these signs say.

If this were on a t-shirt, I’d wear it.

Life is full of daily challenges, I spend hours trying to figure out what signs say and then failing; simple activities can take me days to complete. If I’m out of touch more than you’d like, I’m sorry, it’s harder than I make it look. But, you know mi, I’m keeping things positive, really positive. In fact, recently I hosted 4 rousing laughter yoga sessions in-country that refreshed my spirit.

Keep your gas tanks full, you never know.

8 Responses to “use your horn”

  1. Andrew B. Travis December 17, 2013 at 1:23 am #

    I’m happy to hear from you and always love to know what you are up to. May your beds be softer and your dreams be rich. I love that you conducted some Laughter Yoga sessions. How did you communicate the instructions for the laughter? Love…

  2. Jerry Pitts December 17, 2013 at 2:34 am #

    WOW ! Sammi and we thought we had it bad in Jamaica it was a cake walk in comparison !

  3. Jerry Pitts December 17, 2013 at 3:35 am #

    Sammi, we love following your adventures!! Wish we were sharing them along side you! Quiet Christmas with our daughter and her hubby. Take care and keep giving us updates. Love, Kathy and Jerry

    • Sammi Travis December 23, 2013 at 2:29 am #

      Love you guys!!
      Merry Christmas.
      Thanks for always commenting. it’s the sweetest thing ever.

  4. angela collins December 17, 2013 at 5:08 am #

    Big love, Sammi!

    • Sammi Travis December 23, 2013 at 2:32 am #

      I love you!!!!!

  5. cef December 18, 2013 at 5:57 am #

    Why do I like this post so much?

    • Sammi Travis December 23, 2013 at 2:24 am #

      because it’s not filled with positivity?

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