Les premières
Pour tous ceux qui aiment les mangues... Evidemment, le goût de celles d’ici est plus riche que celles qui nous arrivent d’avion ou de bateau. Peut-etre que c'est parce qu'ici elles viennet à vélo? Elles arrivent devant chez soi: le marchand passe, et tu achètes directement, enfin "directement", en marchandant bien sûr, puisqu’au départ c’est trop cher, mais il te rappelle que le coût de l’eau a augmenté, et que l’année dernière il n’y a guère eu de pluie et que cette année on attend encore…
For those of you who like mangoes... Obviously here, they have a taste they don't have when they arrive by plane or boat for us in the West! Maybe that's because here they just come by bike? The seller arrives in front of the house and you buy them directly like that. Well, directly... of course you need to haggle, making a face at the beginning that it is well too expensive and that you don't need some then, but he wants to sell them to you so he puts the price a little down, reminding you how much the price of water went up, and how little rain there was last year, and how little rain there has been even this year!
En parlant de pluie, hier j’ai eu le droit à ma première saucée, comme on dit. Dans ces cas-là, on s’abrite sous un passage et on attend. Si on a de la chance, on trouvera de la compagnie à qui parler, même si ce sont des enfants, et même s’ils ne parlent que Népali.
Speaking of rain, I got my first "thulo pani" (strong rain) yesterday as I was looking at things around the stupa. So the only thing to do is to find a spot where you can wait. If you are lucky, you'll find company to discuss a little. There I was, babbling with the little Nepali I know with children who were surprised an "angrej" would speak Nepali a little. They were afraid of the photo.
Bon, aujourd’hui, déjeuner dans une famille tibétaine que je connais, et boulot!
