Namo Buddha

Monks at Stupa, Namo Buddha

I have found my vocation in life – an English teacher in Nepal.  They are always having holidays!!!!  I discovered on Friday, Sunday is another holiday. Woo hoo!!  I decided to make the most of it and escape the hustle bustle of Kathmandu for a few days.  I was hoping to do a day’s trek in Nagarkot, but the travel agency in Thamel was not very helpful and they seemed … Continue reading

Settling into my Nepali Homestay

My New Home

I moved into my home stay on Sunday. It is a beautiful 5 storey house in a lovely part of Kathmandu. I don’t think many Nepali’s live in houses like this. My neighbour apparently has a pool in the garden. From the roof you can enjoy stunning views of Kathmandu and the Monkey Temple. My bedroom is a good size with en suite (the orange tiles wouldn’t look out of … Continue reading

TEFL Graduation Day and Dinner

Receiving TEFL Certificate

I graduated on Saturday, so I can officially Teach English as a Foreign Language :o) Poor children :-s Graduation dinner at a local restaurant.  Yummy delights such as buffalo, goats inners, chicken throat flaps, egg pizza. I skipped the gin and a dash of tonic. My head thanked me in the morning.  

Last Day of the TEFL Course

Last Day of TEFL

Wooo hooooo!!!! 85% on Grammar, 79% Phonology.  Yesterday was my last day of the TEFL course.  It was manic: I was up late the night before and awake at 5:45am studying for my exams, a Song and Chants class in the morning and then the test in the afternoon. What a full on course, I need a holiday now :oS The Song and Chants lesson was really fun, Emily and … Continue reading

A Not so Typical Day

Wednesday started a typical day; I awoke at 6 to finish my lesson plan then grabbed a quick breakfast before walking to the TEFL office.  Passing all the rickshaw drivers and sellers that drive me insane – NO I don’t want a taxi, NO I don’t want bananas, NOOOO I don’t want to buy tiger balm, hmmm let me think – NOOOOOO I don’t want a wooden violin!!!!  I start … Continue reading