Meet the People Of: Thamel, Kathmandu | Nepal (Part 2)

“I remember taking these photos drenched in sweat, carrying a huge backpack and tripod whilst navigating through the throng of wonderful Nepalis. I looked horrible. But boy, I wish I could tell you how happy and grateful I was.”

JIL DIAMANTE

Thamel, Kathmandu | Nepal

I’ve always had this idea in mind that for the brevity of thoughts and a reference later in life, I should come up with a list of things I learned from the outdoors. Also, trite as it is, traveling is a passage to my yet undiscovered self.

When I go out, I realize a myriad of things about myself that would’ve gone unnoticed and unappreciated in mundane everyday life between work, business, or socials. Familiarity breeds contempt, I guess. For this reason, I think one should never be complacent with their status quo and should always deliberately aim to wonder and wander.

Did that make sense? I don’t know. Maybe, it’s just my innate curiosity of finding patterns and connecting the why’s of things? When I go out, people, surroundings, and the abstract lead my brain into a spiral of aimless thinking. Well, it’s aimless until I synergize it with the rest of my life’s hullabaloos.

So, yes, traveling is physically exhausting yet mentally freeing and rewarding. I remember taking these photos drenched in sweat, carrying a huge backpack and tripod whilst navigating through the throng of wonderful Nepalis. I looked horrible. But boy, I wish I could tell you how happy and grateful I was.