The image of Kai Bhairav on the side of the main road through Durbar. Dunbar Square is a huge complex that includes sacred temples and the site of past and current royal palaces.
Looking down from the balcony of one temple looking down into another beautiful temple
Various people that populate the grounds and temples of Durbar Square. Being the exact opposite of Tibet that temple and palaces seem to be a huge magnet for petal cabs, families (LOTS of kids, with and without parents) vendors with a few tourists sprinkled in.
The little girls blue shirt, striped tie and red dress was the official uniform of the Nepalese school system
In Nepal, like Tibet the kids would wear outfits that looked like someone had dropped in a 2nd hand shipment of a overstocked clothes warehouse. Every boy seemed to be wear some kind of WWF wrestling t-shirt.
I really came to love all the kids that would flock around the temples and markets. They seemed to be all over the place with protective older siblings or moms in tow.
Just a sample of the hundreds of open air shops I would see and sample from in Katmandu. Once again, like Tibet, I was horrible with the language and managed to "sign language" my way through conversations. It was amazing the variety of things you could buy in between monsoon storms that everyone seemed to come to no surprise except to us tourist types.
At another Buddhist temples in downtown Katmandu. Have your picture taken with a demon.
Local women (and their kids) selling bright carnations and marigold garlands for prayer at the local temples. This seemed to be the central location for the florists of Durbar. It was very cute to watch the small family groups sort and string up the flowers into necklaces.
One of the central plaza building I do believe was just used for folks to rest in and find a place to snooze or eat a bite. No temple statues inside just barebones structure wooden supports. Incense and the smell of flowers mingled together inside.
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