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All the news fit to print

As I mentioned before, former fellow Birganj-wallah Rob departed Nepal. On his last day in country, he hired an elephant to take him from his hotel to the Peace Corps office to hand-in his final paperwork. It's lovely living in a place where the elephant is just as much of a zoo attraction as a mode of transportation.Here's an article from The Himalayan Times about the recent developments with the pre-service training that was occurring in Butwol.
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Holi daze

Holi came and Holi went. I'll be honest by saying I have no idea why this festival is celebrated or what the greater significance the throwing and smearing of colored tikka powder is. I don't even understand why Holi is called Falgun Purnima on my calendar. I can say, though, that it was a lot of fun.
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Maha Shivaratri

I remember how my host family explained Maha Shivaratri to me a year ago when I was living in Gaidankot. I asked how they would celebrate, and they just shook her hand, grimaced, and non-verbally said, We don't. With a wild gesture.
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Two weeks in the Kathmandu Valley

I had spent the night in Hetauda, which I can't complain about since I drank tungba and ate sekuti, throwbacks from PST and unavailable in Birganj, but I was on the first bus the next morning as I was anxious to get back to school. I should have known. As I walked across the mall towards my school, I knew something wasn't right. The grounds were quiet and the muffled hum of children was absent.
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Rethinking Thanksgiving

We were supposed to have a turkey. By we, I mean everyone congregating in Biratnagar for Thanksgiving. The celebrations had been planned ahead of time and your invitation merely required bringing something Thanksgiving related, where it was food or an accordion-style turkey for décor. I hadn't thought of what I was going to bring for Thanksgiving until Vijay, operator of Himanchal Cabin (the Birganj Cheers of sorts), said something to me about Thanksgiving.
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