Until I was six years old my family and I lived in Kathmandu. In 2007/2008 I came back to Nepal to work in the jungle for a season. While I am far from a local and only speak a handful of Nepali words, my past experiences still leave me with a sense of coming home each time I return. While there is so much to say about the beauty of Nepal and its people, this post is dedicated to my favourite place in Kathmandu; the Boudhanath Stupa, a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
It is situated along one of the most congested and unpaved roads of the city. Making your slow way up the road there is no sign or hint of the magnificent stupa that is so well hidden behind a wall of buildings. As soon as you find the little gateway leading up to it and you’ve paid the entrance ticket (as a tourist) the structure looms ahead and has a stunning presence. Not only is the actual architecture beautiful to look at but the atmosphere in the small alley encircling the stupa is somehow inexplicable; throngs of people consisting of worshippers and visitors and the sound of chanting monks reaching you from a distance as you enter the complex, getting louder as you approach them clockwise around the stupa.
The place has a magic of its own.