Yo! It's me, OmKisuMi...

...and I gonna take over this blog from now on!

 How many times she's actually had a new beginning in her life..? I really don't know! Or at least i cannot count that many! This time I am the new beginning, and I'll be telling you all about the funny things she's got going on xD No, I won't spare her from ANYTHING, you'll certainly get to know about all the little details, and the more amusing, the better ;) She’s mine now you know, I do own her.

 I am now six weeks and almost two days old, so actually a real super tiger by now. Some ten days ago I was given with my mom and dad to our new humble human servant and we traveled quite a way to our new home! Mummy and daddy were so funny while in the car! They obviously tried to get out of the nice little houses we traveled in and meowed and banged the doors of these travel houses continuously. I instead thought that why to bother myself and took a gooooood nap. Wanna know why I was so cool and relaxed? Cause I knew something mummy and daddy didn’t.  I saw immediately and exactly what kinda funny loving fool that our new human servant is. I knew that very soon she would give me a lot of food, she’d let me play with her earrings and bite her nostril, she’d pet me continuously as much as I ever wanted, and -the funniest thing of all- she’d be even cleaning our toilets! What a servant! Every creature should have one like that! I’m having the life of O’Reilly.

 I'll tell you now about some of the highlights in last ten days. These have been such exciting days! One day I was allowed to go out in the big unknown world, in the backyard of the house. Mmmm, so interesting! Unfortunately that day I wasn’t yet very good at running, so I didn’t get all the way into the real jungle until I was just picked up and took back inside our palace… A little bit boring end for a nice beginning of a real adventure!

 Then I have been practicing really hard fighting, hunting, catching things, climbing, jumping and running. I’m sure some day soon I’ll get my chance for the jungle adventure again, and this time I gonna run fast enough to get there, and even fight if I’ll have to! I have already learned to climb up and down my servant’s back, to sit on her shoulder and to jump down from very high places. Yes, you heard what I just said: I said to JUMP, not to fall! And I by the way fear NOTHING. Hahah, one day our servant had taken our food plates up on a table to fill them… I thought I’d climb up her leg to get the food before mom and dad. I jump up, catch the pant leg with my nails, and think that ‘Yes, here I go!’ Not exactly, actually. Instead of climbing I pulled down her pants xD That was so funny! I just wonder what happened to her fur? Wasn’t it easier to wear than pants? Just like me, mom and dad do, we never take it off. And it’s so warm and cozy too! But maybe the servants have to wear differently that it will be easier to see who are the rulers and who are not.

 Then on another day I was sitting on my servants shoulder while she was petting dad who lay down on the floor. I realized this was my chance to have a little fun once again. I just couldn’t hold myself back. I looked at daddy and I swayed myself a bit to try my balance. Then I pushed off, flied in the air and landed perfectly. I landed right on my daddy’s face! My God he got scared!

 Oh, my humble servant is telling me to get off from the computer :O Damn, I’m not gonna give up that easy! Hihih, she doesn’t know I’m taking over her blog :D But I do! And anyway it seems she’s still way too busy, tired, stressed out (and all the way like an old useless wreck, hahahah, no, just kidding, hmm, kittying… She’s cute, I love her, but just as my servant of course) that she won’t get a word written here by herself. So I guess I gotta help her a little bit! I hope you gonna have a lotta fun with me blogging :)

 I’ll also upload here a lot of videos where I’m showing you some of my amazing super powers, just to let you know with whom you are talking now! Yet my servant still seems to have some minor problems with the technology, so we possibly need to wait a bit for those. Also she really should buy a new camera, this quality doesn’t really show my beauty as it is. Waiting for those better equipment etc! Santa Claus, hello, we need you here..!

My days filled with life

These have been interesting days.

I have been hooping. I have been building up my online shop. I have been meditating and doing some yoga. I have been busy with business, I have remembered what it is to be stressed about things when there's no idea of the solution for the problems and the trust for the universe to organize the things is just not enough for the crazy human mind. And I have been experiencing so much so many things in my inner world.

I have had amazing moments of some level of enlightenment. I have experienced a completely delightful feeling divine mercy. I have been loved by people and the universe in such beautiful ways. I have realized more and more of the blocks I still have in  my mind. I have met some amazing people I'd call soul mates. What kind of miracles the life gives!

Guys.. Is it gonna happen or..? Can i have the scissors..? 

It's been so beautiful in the outer world too, mainly because the weather has really got so much warmer now. Oh so lovely! Spending time in the early afternoon on the roof top goofing around with hoop is almost like heaven. Less noise, full sun shine, less dust, no vendors and riksa guys, some times music from the laptop. Sometimes more flow, some times getting focused on serious learning of some new tricks, sometimes full energy, some times laid back relaxed sun shine melted smooth feelings. Some times have some people attending the fun or just watching you doing your things. Hmmm... Flow... Yeah, there's really been nice moments of the flow.

I've been now working a lot to get a piece of my dream materialized, I want to have the best online shop in the world with a fair amount of fairy magic, super luxury, adventurous energy and universal love. I've been building it up with almost a zero budget. But so it is that if you are not that rich at the moment, you gotta be a bit smart instead ;) of course it is possible to build good business on a low budget too! At the same time I've been getting somewhat stressed of some delays with the income and non paid bills and the continuous feeling of being short of the money.

Well, having financial troubles tells me there's still some little work to be done with my inner world :) Patterns to be removed. And I'm certainly healing myself. The universe is asking me to do it :D

In the meanwhile I've been thinking of polyamory, sexuality, silence and enlightenment. And what they have to do with each others. "You were talking and talking endlessly.. and I was thinking why are you saying all those meaningless words while the silence contains the most precious gift in the universe.. Shut up and let me enjoy the enlightenment silence has hided in itself!" About these thoughts I'm about to write soon :) At least as soon as I'll get it done :D

One is working, the others are watching.

Today was one bazar agent's hassle day with this and that and too less sleeping in the night and running here and there with endless to-do-lists. The last night I had once again been working till 5am, as I normally do the main part of the computer and other creative work too in the night time. It's natural for me to be awake till the sun shine begins slowly to change the color of the sky from black to blue.. And then the birds start their awesome morning concertos. Its a bit cold, the chilly morning feeling.. And slowly the silence of the night changes into the noise of the waking city.. It's a truly magical moment. I just love to experience that. Then it's just okay for me to sleep in the morning when everybody's busy doing this and that. I wake up normally
around noon, run here and there all the things gotta be done, hoop in the roof top, worship the sun, admire the beauty of the world. Yet today I woke up early, after 3hrs sleep, had an appointment right the way in the morning. That was quite a zombie feeling to step into the madness of Kathmandu's streets just a few minutes after waking up with so less sleeping hours. After meeting had the time to do some hoopydoopydoodamdam hmm heheh :D Then I went to make a sample piece of a sock poi and took with me my loved soul brother
Hayato <3 It was so Indian style, the process of making the poi sample. While one guy was cutting material, ten guys standing around watching him doing the work. Not that effective use of the working hours I'd think. While coming back from the poi session we just had to stop to one small snack food place. Not because of being hungry.. But just because it looked so interesting, hihih :) They had donuts. Frying those in front of our eyes. The donuts took me more than twenty years back in the time. The donuts had exactly same taste with those my grandmother used to make when it was Mayday celebration... How beautiful it was to remember that loving person who always took care everybody had enough food made with more than enough of real butter :D I love the memories of her :)) And of course I love the real butter too ;)

The donuts..

But today I'm not gonna tease your taste buds with any more food texts :D I keep this one a bit short, and wish to get the sexuality and enlightenment texts finalized soon, so I will be able to share those ideas with you. In full faith, with great joy and happiness, hmm.. Even when there's a cloud of stress, it doesn't need to occupy the whole sky of your inner sun shine.

Kathmandu, life and Shiva Ratri

So how is it here? The climate must be hot? Laid back atmosphere? Maybe it's a paradise on the earth? Dude, make your own paradise, there aren't ready made ones on a sale! Or as someone said it, if you wanna view a paradise, look around and view it :) I mean this is just one Asian city, not a paradise much more than any other place in the globe. But I kinda like this, to a degree at least.

I've been staying all these four weeks in Thamel which is the tourism center of Kathmandu. This is crazy. Just like all the tourist trap areas tend to be in these corners of the world ;)

Craww craaawwww (birds)! Feeeeeewww (a motorbike bypasses you in 5cm distance). Troottroot (horn of a car)! Wroooom (car bypasses you 3cm distance)! Madam yes (vendor)! Psst hash (marijuana seller)! You like smoking (another marijuana seller)?! Yes please come in madam (vendor, again)! Riksa riksa helou riksa madam yes riksa (riksa guy)! Wroooom (more traffic)! Wofwof (some of the many street dogs)! Cra-cra-cra-cra-craaawwww (birds)! This is how it is when you'll close your eyes. 

This what I first saw of Shiva Ratri, the white department

Open your eyes and you'll possibly forget about the noises.. What do you mean now..? I mean there are so many of these noise makers in the view that the visual side will take over the attention of the auditive side of reality. Specially because most of these noise making objects will catch your attention, no matter you wanted it or not. Look, you don't wanna get ran down by a car, you don't want an Indian guy bump into you in a crowd (at least if you are a female, because his intention might be to squeeze some of the feminine parts of your body just while passing by!), you don't want to get ur toes under a riksa's bicycle wheel, you don't wanna step into a hole in a street, you don't wanna get in too close contact with the marijuana sellers.. At least I hope so! :) Hmm, at least I don't want to :p Just a couple of days ago I was just about to punch one them. Even though I tend to be strictly against violence. First he was telling me that bullshit about hash, I told him to NOT TO BOTHER ME. Then he told me that maybe i want a massage? Ok. Now let's take notice of one thing, this is not Scandinavia, this is Nepal, where the culture is pretty similar to india. Specially what it comes to sexuality and communication between men and women. There is not such a thing as massage between male and female (yes, I am female and the grass seller of the story is male). I translate what he said. The audible version was: you like massage? The meaning of it is: I wanna fuck you bitch. So no wonder I already considered hitting that dirty bastard, but ended up just telling him a bunch of rough words and leave my violence karma clean white ;)

The music department of the festival parade

So the Thamel area is quite crazy. Every street is full of shops. Little shops selling variable quality of Western styled Asian spirited clothes, brass statues, singing bowls, more and less original pashmina shawls, 100% yak wool shawls (made of 100% acrylic), felted bags and other handicrafts, trekking items, silver and artificial jewellery, tours, flights, couries services, foods and fruits. Fruits are one funny show here. For example bananas cost normally 20-25rupees /6pieces, but be a tourist with a white face and your price for the exactly same thing in Thamel suddenly is 40rupees, hmm? Well I of course refuse to pay that tourist extra and tell them in hindi (which most people here understand a litlle at least, and since my Nepali is still almost zero, then the most convincing option to show them I'm not a totally unexperienced tourist is.. Hindi!) that it's no way, I pay you absolutely no more than 30rupees and thats it.

And the food.. All kinds of so nice food is available. There are lots of restaurants, prices for mains between one and five euros. Most of the places have good food :D which is really nice of course! One of my very favourites at the moment is a place called K2 which is selling a nice variety of Tibetan, Chinese, Nepali, Indian and Western foods. My very favorite so far has been wonderful Tibetan bread with honey. Oh boy! Last time eating that the honey was just running everywhere. I was literally covered with the running golden honey. I was thinking that how will this end omg what a mess...... But the napkins they have are the Asian type. Very hard, not soft and brittle as the

Western ones tend to be. So somehow I actually managed to get most of the honey off from my fingers, palms, wrists and arms... I was reliefed. And absolutely delighted because the fresh pancake like bread with some rosmary in it was just so good. So good. So goooooood **love**

One food story is of course the supermarkets! We in Asia love and adore all the Western items!! Specially if they are well covered with plastic and have a label of a supranational brand on it :) Oh my God. The tiny supermarkets are selling everything from organic teas to Western chocolates and cookies to butter and soymilk. And everything properly wrapped in plastic. At the counter there normally are two workers. One who is taking your money. And the other one who is packing your plastic wrapped items into a plastic bag. We love plastic <3 hehehe...

My favorite food shopping scenes so far has been the vegetable shop and the fruit wala. Its just like in India. Fresh veggies/fruits, locally grown, non of them is wrapped in plastic neither imported fom Spain ;) There are fruit sellers who sell bananas, grapes, oranges, apples and sometimes pears too. Most of the fruit sellers here like carrying their shops with them and move up and down the street. They have built a fruit basket on a bicycle, so it's easy for them to drive away just when you are about to grap a bunch of bananas for yourself... I wonder if it's because they are hoping to get the fruit hunting customers desperate while trying to find the fruit guy? From a desperate customer it's easier to get a bit more extra charge :D

The festival poster

The vegetable shops are more often like 'real shops' either in a building like a small kiosk, or just a table under a tent. Something like what we used to have in Finland in market places. Even smaller veggie shops exists too which they do take along with them. It might just be one basket carried on the top of the head with a lot of shouting. Why shouting? Well you gotta advertise your products of course! My habitué veg shop is just a bit more luxurous place. They even sell some fruits their! Yes! I can get my bananas from the same shop without the desperate fruit guy hunting episode! Plus that the bananas are 20rupees per six pieces in my favorite veg luxury shop. Not 40rupees like the moving guys always tell me.. Most of the times the veg shops never sells any fruits, except the tiny limes (which you will get only from the veg shops, the fruit guy won't have limes).

The first time visited my favorite vegetable shop was interesting. I walked to the shop. It was difficult to figure out whether I should had entered or tried to do the shopping on the outside desk. There where three or four persons in the shop, all of them looking somewhat flegmatic and not present at all. I told them namaste, hello, hi, I want to buy this, hello hello, but nobody reacted. So I just stepped into the shop and started to pick up this and that and this and that :) When my hands were absolutely full of this and that, somebody finally decided to help me out by putting the veggies on a scale to see how much I should pay for my green fresh desires.. The story ended up nicely, the shop people were smiling and looked like they were happy I had bought my foods from them. Funny it is :) I have ended up to buy my vegetables from there all the time :D My next green desire dream is to find Kheti Bazar. It is the only(?) organic food market in Kathmandu. I will certainly tell you about it later!

Look now, i was supposed to tell you about kathmandu. So far what i ve been writing about only food :) :D

The red department

Anyway, now shortly about Shiva Ratri, the festival of Shiva, which we celebrated here two weeks ago. Festivals are important thing in Indian culture. I know, this is Nepal, not India. But there are many similarities in their cultures anyway. One is festivals. At the time I lived in Kolkata they had all kinds of festivals all the time. A festival or two every week. Each of them lasting few days. At the time of the festival nothing worked the way expected like offices, posts, public transportation or other cervices. For every festival there were huge preparations. They built up all kinds of temporary temples and decorations just for that certain event. Before every festival (which means actually all the time) there where poeple going from door to door and telling everybody to give money for the festival preparations. They even had name lists with them to write down who had given money and how much. Everyone HAD TO give money for that. I refused, I said no, I didn't open the door, they didn't like it ;) And i was thinking. I was thinking of how much energy they used for making the festivals, making the decorations, getting everything together, begging money for that. And I was thinking everything that didn't work well their just because nobody was putting any effort into it for getting it to work. And I was thinking how greatly they could improve so many things in their lives and in their country by putting all that energy into the things that didn't work so well :) That was an interesting question. The things that didn't work so well, nobody cared of those, it had always been like that, you could anyway somehow manage with it, so why on earth even to think how it could be better..?

The gray department

But the festival! It happens now, it is something that has always been there, it is something that has always been put effort into, just because it has always been like that :) And what special happened in the festival time then? Of course every festival had its own special theme, but the most common combination was: decorations, some small devotional arts (music mainly), festival market (with all kinds of vendors selling all kinds of things), nothing worked normally/properly (because of the festival) and people came out of their homes to check out the festival decorations and wander around the festival markets. So many beautiful decorations.. What did they do with them after? I don't know exactly. I was told they ended up into river Ganges, I was told they would be taken to a museum abroad. Im sure many of those divine decorating efforts ended up to the divine lap of Mother Ganga.

The kids' department

But our Shiva Ratri here was nice and simple. Everything seemed pretty normal except a few beautiful and noisy parade on the streets with a lot of music. They also gave posters to people. The poster was telling in Nepali language about the origin of the festival and Shiva himself. That morning I woke up quite late, got out of the door and almost got run down by the festival people :D I ran back to my room, took my camera, and yes :) This time i have some visual proof of Kathmandu and the festival for you..

The legend s tell shiva used to smoke marijuana. People in Nepal and India are somewhat familiar with marijuana. And on Shiva Ratri everybody smokes. That's at least what my local friends here said me again and again. They said they smoke on the festival day because of respecting Shiva. Well that's a nice excuse, yeah? :) At least ten days before the festival the main topic on the discussions was ”after so and so many days is Shiva Ratri! Everybody smokes! Then you smoke also? We smoke together!” My answer to all the discussions was always the same: ”Sorry but I don't smoke, thanks” I really have no interest in putting myself into the state of mind and energy the people are after smoking ganja. It's so not. Last season. If even that! ;) So i had a non smoking Shiva Ratri with some extremely stoned people all around, whose phones were ringing all the time and every time there was some friend with whom they had to go to smoke some. It's so funny. Afterwards one guy reported me he had two days serious mari hangover. No wonder. I wonder it really wasn't more than just two days? :D

The festival parade car

And there they are! Shiva and Parvati!

Om Namah Shivaya!

Superfood mission on a low budget travel! Hmm..

Oh boy, how the time is flying :D I was supposed to publish this text already more than a week ago.. But anyway, let's talk about food! Mmmmm.. Yummy!

One of the first things i was thinking of when i realized i'd be on the road for a good while was FOOD! Of course ;) Food is important for me! I love eating! It's a real SUBJECT for me! And so is tea also. My special super tea made of special super herbs :D

Ok, one of the first thoughts was i must have an electric kettle with me for making tea. And some basic tea herbs like green tea, chaga mushroom (in Finnish pakurikääpä), reishi, milk thistle seed (i just love the qualitys of this miraculous liver healer herb), goji berries (which after all just didn't have the place in my luggage anymore when i left.. too bad..), vanilla (which actually.. well.. just vanished somewhere in all the hassle and at least it did not end up into my luggage?), garden angelica (väinönputki) and the rest i'd get when i had arrived. The rest includes at least some ginger root, cinnamon and chili. And let's say, anything nice i'd find! The first findings were, yes, ginger root, chili and some black pepper. Then i got lost into a local 'supermarket' which was mainly selling highly produced industrial western 'foods'. But also they had some teas, herbs and spices which was a pleasant surprise :) I took a packet of black tea with cinnamon, made a note they are also selling nettle(!!!), picked up a random packet of something which turned out to be a spice blend called coffee masala :D Oh, so lovely! Whaaaat? But you don't even drink coffee..?? Who cares about the coffee if there's this kind of masala! (For those not familiar with the term masala, it means a blend of powdered spices.) It's ingredients are green cardamon, nutmeg, star anis, dry ginger, cinnamon, cloves, black pepper, mace, white pepper, black cardamon. So what else would i need to spice up my tea life? Well, thats a pretty good start at least :))) Then sure there's gotta be honey and lemon. They dont have here at all the big yellow lemons that we are used to in Finland, but they have those nice super tiny Asian limes. I like those. Yet there's 'a bit' more work to be done with those to get any amount of the precious juice out of them.. In Finland i often used to use two big lemons a day, here six tiny limes gives maybe the amount of juice of half a lemon. But the sabjiwala (an Indian name for vegetable seller) -lady who sells the limes on the nearby corner already seems to think im a real lime freak buying that six pieces a day from her ;)

So what happened to the crazy nice super smoothies..? My loved super smoothies, i really do miss you.. There wasn't a place for even a stick mixer in my back pack after packing everyhting i thought would be necessary, like water filtering system, some aromatherapy oils, sesam oil, neti pot, hula hoops, pois, some performance outfits, laptop, this and that, etc etc.. So it was a bit sad bye bye for the smoothie scene, at least for a while. But yesterday morning i enjoyd something slightly alike anyway. I had some cocoa nibs, camucamu powder, some mixture of many superfood powders like carob, cocoa, lucuma, baobab, black currant, tocotrienolis, soylecithin and so on. So i poured some of the super herbal tea into a bowl and let it cool down, then stucked some amount of all the above mentioned ingredients into the bowl, added some lime, stevia, honey, little salt, dry ginger powder, olive oil (which i found from that same western spirited supermarket.. thank god! At least some kind of decent fat to eat! On the local stores its available mainly highly raffinated very poor quality oils, i havent even found butter yet. Let alone thoughts of pure virgin coconut and hemp oil, raw non pastourized butter etc..) coffee masala, chia seeds and a good bunch of blessings. Then let it soak for some hours and cut two tiny bananas and half apple into the mixture. Mmhhhhmm.. It was quite nice! Far from the smoothie but it worked.

Im used to eat really a lot of fat. A LOT!! Olive oil, hemp oil, coconut oil, cocoa butter, butter, occacional raw goat milk yoghurt, occasional goat/sheep feta cheese, some raw almonds and nuts like macadamia and brazil nuts, cocoa beans and cocoa mass (mmm, not even to mention my chocolate freaky seasons :D ).. oh boy, oooh, awwwh! People tend to think things like indian curries and chinese foods are oily.. But i've really been feeling like starved of fats, im almost on a non fat diet! Nooooo! But today i got a revnge of the non fat diet :)) I made a salad. Yep. Maybe u already knew that my salad might have some amounts of fats hidden into it! Yes it certainly does! (It really was, once again, quite far from the idea of low calorie-non fat-diet food.) And some spices too! My body really needs plenty of fire to function, i just won't do without chili, black pepper, too much salt and a good amount of sour things in my diet.. And specially now here, because the climate is crazy cold (+2 to +16.. ok thats not SO cold to be OUTSIDE temperature..) and extremely humid. And since this is Nepal, and im on a low budget at the moment what it comes to the basic living costs, it means it is at least as cold and humid inside the place im staying. Sometimes it's colder inside than outside. So just imagine +2 inside your room and all the textiles damp.. Hmm..And mainly just ice cold water from the tap (except the occasional treat of hand warm water in the rare times of electricity). Some people maybe might be ok with it. But i have serious difficulties in adapting to any kind of coldness no matter what it is. I dont even consume any ice cream, believe it or not :) ok, sometimes i do eat ice cream.. But that's not even every year! It's just tooooo cold for me to tolerate! No, i also dont drink cold water. Never!! I want my water hot or at least body temperatue. Or as tea ;) And I like the water drinking culture here. When the climate is cold, people are served hot water to drink for example in restaurants.

So my secret garden salad was composed with love and the magic in the air.. I took my dining bowl. Poured into the bottom a fair a mount of olive oil. No we are not talking about a teaspoon or two. It was really almost a desiliter :D Then i started with the powdered spices: a teaspoon of blackpepper, maybe two tea spoons local chili powder (really, these chilies dont have the same kick at all that im used to! I mean the ones i always bought from Helsinki's Hakaniemi area, from the Asian stores), continued with other spices and things: grey Celtic sea salt half tea spoon, then half of a big garlic, two red onions, almost a table spoon of aswagandha, some nutritional yeast, hint of camu camu powder, some tocotrienolis. After that followd quite an exception according to my normal salad system: i added some fruits there too! Handful of grapes, half of an apple (which was the other half of the breakfast's non-smoothie's overleft). The veggies: one crunchy carrot, one cucumber. Then the real thing of the day: yak cheese, a local delicacy. I try to be nice and tell you the piece was some 200grams. The packet didn't have the weight of it mentioned.. But when i think of the sizes of the cheese packets in Finland.. Yeah. Theres no way it was only 200g. It was a lot more. And, hahaa ;) im sure it had way more than 20% fat in it. Yes! Fat!! Oh soooo nice :D So everything got sliced into tiny pieces and mixed with oils and spices and everything and it was so good. Nice. Lovely. Great. Excellent. Gourmet <3 and possibly around 1500kcal fat ;) After eating it all I felt so good, Im still feeling so good!

I think I just have to order some nice fats from the iherb really soon.. At least coconut oil.. And hemp oil could be an option too :) At least it would work for a while, since the temperatures will be fridge cold for some weeks more still, so the storing of it wont be such a big deal (no, the fridge is not available) :) Let's see. Or maybe instead of lovely hemp, i will go for cocoa butter, try to find some local (even if its the industrial pastorized, killed, radiated and homogenized one) butter, and if I really will go wild, I'd also try to get one tiny stick mixer for myself in a way or another.. Smoooooothie... I am missing you my dear.. ;)

Namaste Kathmandu!

I arrived to Kathmandu on 5^th of Feb after quite a combination of flights ;) Beginning of the journey was a courageous choice of taxi from Espoo to in Helsinki-Vantaa airport. Why courageous? We all know taxis are nice first class cars here in Finland! Well yeah, it's just my budget that doesn't really support the idea of luxurous taxi journeys ;) But since the situation was as following: many weeks of extremely less sleeping (and the last night not even a single minute), carrying with me a huge backpack (ok, huge compared to my pretty tiny body structure at least), handbag, laptop and THREE HULA HOOPS, weather -25 degrees and snow up to neck (hmm, maybe that's a bit exagerated? At least the amount of snow was way too much for me..) and the choice of public transportation had made me to travel with two buses or two trains plus a bus to get myself to the airport.. So it was quite an easy decision the taxi :D The dicision bursted out with a warm playful thought for Shiva, Ganesh. Laxmi, fairies, angels and all the other powerful beings to bless my wallet NOW..

From that point to the hotel room in Kathmandu's turistic Thamel area it took about 31hours. The first plane was one of Finnair's. Nice. Or depends of course what you compare to. Ok, at least it was very decent :) Finnair smoothly flew me all the way to Moscow where i waited for the next flight about 7hrs. Hmm, well, what can I say? :D Maybe just that the service and level of organizing everything was a bit different than in Finland. Then we took the Aeroflot one (which plenty of my friends seem to have nightmares of) to Delhi. I was sceduled to have a nine hours waiting in Delhi airport before the final flight to Kathmandu (which finally was late more than an hour). Actually it wasn't that bad thing to have some extra time in Delhi.. Since it took some time for the staff there to make my boarding pass for the last flight. And it took way more time for them to sort out the case of my special three hulahoops luggage..... But finally they found it :) Yeah! Some plus points for Delhi staff :D

The final flight to Kathmandu.... Had the smallest space to sit. Had no meals nor other nutritional services unless u were willing to pay for those. Had the most interesting landing. Had more of the milk shake machine feeling while flying than the other flights. The rumours have told me Kathmandu's airport is the most dangerous one in the world :) and that there are only seven pilots in the world who are aloud to land there :) But obviously we had one of them, since we did land ;) Yet it didn't really feel like a slide, but more like falling down on vertical ladder. Hey! That was cool!

And after all, I found my precious hula hoops in Kathmandu's airport :)))

One more funny thing about this boring travelling subject i gotta tell you. I had in my handbag white magnesium powder in a small plastic packet without any kind of label on it. The only place it was checked (three times through the machine in security check) was Helsinki-Vantaa. Otherwise nobody paid any attention to it. Maybe in all the other places it's so common for the passengers to carry white non labeled powder packets with them that nobody cares anymore? ;)

So here I am :) And Im so happy about that!

Beginning of the new life -again ;)

So now it is, the beginning of the new life, once again! Soooooo lovely! Its time to leave thousands of things behind and meet my new future, containing more of those things i love and less what i don't need anymore. Good buy for hard working and cold weathers in Finland, welcome sunshine and fun and dancing all over the globe where ever it is warm and nice. So be it <3