Kathmandu: Christmas Indulgence

I'm taking a trip down memory lane with a look back at our trip to Nepal last December. For all of the entries about our trek, click here.


After overindulging the day before, my first stop Christmas morning was at the hotel's gym. After a 45-minute sweat session, I headed back upstairs to grab a quick breakfast before I'd have to return back downstairs for a trip to the spa. Nothing like spending Christmas morning getting a (much-needed) massage and facial! While down in the spa/salon I decided I might as well get my hair done as well (my hair was still a little mad at me for not washing it for 10+ days during our trek) so I got a wash and style, too. 

Following my beautifying, I returned to our room to meet up with D and head back downstairs to the Christmas Day BBQ held outside on the back deck by the pool. While eating plenty of plates of grilled veggies, pizza, and other goodies cooked to order, we listened to an excellent jazz band play and at one point were entertained with an enthusiastic version of "Feliz Navidad" sung by a guest from Fiji. 

After lunch we took a short walk around the hotel's grounds. The one downside of being at the Hyatt was that once you're there, you're kind of stuck there unless you take a cab elsewhere. Luckily, we found plenty of ways to entertain ourselves and the grounds were quite beautiful and fun to explore.

After partaking in another evening cocktail hour, D and I headed downstairs where we had plans to meet Prim, who would drive us to La Dolce Vita to meet up with Bharat for Christmas dinner. While at dinner, we exchanged Christmas presents. Bharat gave us each a t-shirt screenprinted with the route of the EBC trek -- an excellent reminder and souvenir of our fantastic time in the Himalayas. Following dinner we returned to our hotel, and Bharat presented each of us with a khata prayer scarf and we said our final goodbyes. Our trip was officially (and quickly) reaching its end. 

{Bharat, me, and D after our Christmas dinner}
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