Touching down on Nepali soil, I couldn't help but smile. Our travels, though extremely long, had been rather seamless. Despite the fact that security was long and my bag had to be searched, likely as a result of all of the flashlights and random things in it, I made it through to my gate in plenty of time and met Elsie there for our first flight. Nine hours later, Elsie and I slept on our backpacks a bit in the Frankfurt airport and finally met up with Emily, another Fulbright ETA. The flight to New Dehli was seven hours long, but luckily I've been gifted the ability to sleep almost anywhere, including the cramped seats of an airplane. Even getting through the New Dehli airport was easy, perhaps because it was the middle of the night and no one else was coming through. They rechecked our baggage for us without questions and it was here that I found out I had made it through US security with scissors in my bag. India was quick to inform me that these were not allowed on an airplane. I suppose US security isn't always as thorough as we assume. Finally, here in Dehli, we met all of the other ETAs. You should have seen us all asleep together on the floor of the Dehli airport. But it was nice and quiet and fairly clean I suppose. And who cares, this appears to be the proper way of traveling at 22 years old.
And then we were on the plane, soon breaking through the clouds above the city of Kathmandu. It finally felt real. We were finally here. I was in love with Nepal already.
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