Goodbye Bandipur

Ok, I haven't done this in a while and I'm sorry. I fell off the ball. Now I'm on it, don't worry.

Our last week in Bandipur flew by like nobody's business. All of a sudden 2 months was up; no more Dal Bhat, no more school, and a lot of goodbye celebrations to be had. On our last night in Bandipur we were invited for 4 dinners, we got a total of about 10 garlands of flowers draped all over us (from schools/learning centres), I was given 3 Tika's (red bits of rice/paint on my forehead), and we spent much of the day dancing and singing Nepali songs with the children. There was a lot of laughing, eating, dancing, and gift recieving...by the end of it all we were exhausted but we felt very loved.
Highlights:
We were invited to one of the teacher's houses to learn how to make Mo mo's (a delicious dumpling-type food popular in Nepal), we were given traditional Nepali men's hats from our family, and we were given loads of beautiful flowers as gifts from various children.

Despite all the joy in the celebrations, it was hard to say goodbye to all of the amazing people we had been blessed to live alongside as we stayed in Bandipur. I will miss the children that would randomly attack us as we walked through the streets, the times when Rajani (our Nepali mother; "Aama") would play tricks on us, the students at the learning centres we got to hang out with, and the beauty of the village itself. If someone were to go to Bandipur as a tourist (as many people do - staying for 1 or 2 nights), they would witness a beautiful old village, however if you ever get the chance to go (to any Nepalese village), I recommend staying a bit longer and becoming familiar with the most beautiful part of the village; it's people.

Namaste Bandipur, I'll come back as soon as I can.
Peace.