Tuesday - New Guest House

It has certainly been a full few days.  We packed up on Saturday afternoon, and on Sunday a big truck  came, doing five trips to transport  all our beds and furniture and boxes of everything.  I was a bit worried as they loaded the truck to capacity  with all our stuff looking very precarious, but three guys jumped on top of everything and held it all together as the truck wound its way through narrow streets narrowly missing his side mirrors.  When people rent here, they take all the curtains, and carpet so we had to pull up all our carpet from the other place and bring it with us.  Unfortunately, all our stuff arrived and then as we got the carpet man to relay our carpet, we had to keep emptying out each room and reshuffling everything and repeat the process for each room.  We have one final room to do and that is the lounge.  We are getting a new carpet for there and gradually we are getting things into place. All the beds had to be taken apart, and Grahame is currently reassembling them all.  The kitchen was thick with fat, so we scrubbed the kitchen for hours to get it clean and then on our hands and knees scrubbed the terrazzo  floor to get off all the dirt.  It is quite a lovely floor when it is clean.  Everything runs on gas because of the power shortages.  We have had a further cut so we can't keep much in the refrigerator.  We had no hot water here so yesterday, a man came and installed a direct gas water heater.  It was so good to have a hot shower.  We went a couple of days without a shower.  The people here are funny when someone moves in.  They just come into the house and look around and see what is going on.  They don't knock or ask if they can come inn.  A little lady who does the cleaning for the people upstairs just wandered in, looking around, and I think asking if she could be our cleaner.  If she was the cleaner for the previous tenants, I don't think we would want her services.  Then grandma from upstairs wandered in.  About 4ft.6in. with hardly any teeth, smiling and talking wildly, gesturing frantically in a vain attempt to make me understand what she was saying.  Then grandad turned up, plus a little girl.  Then the electrician came, as most of the lights didn't work, and a carpenter doing a few touch ups.  They were fascinated to see Grahame on his knees scrubbing the floor.  I am sure no Nepalese man would be seen dead doing that.  One of the young men from the church sorted out our intent, hence the blog . Will continue on next blog

Robyn