As I wrote in my post yesterday, once I arrived back in Surkhet I felt as though I had only been away for a week. The kids, the home, the town are all the same, with a few minor adjustments and inches grown.
I arrived at night, so I went immediately the next morning to the land, which might be more deeply engrained into my consciousness than the home. The experience was nothing less than – for lack of a better word – trippy. It felt as though I had been in a 10 year coma and woken without realizing or being told of this fact, only to reason it out by the impossibly furious growth of Nepali jungle at the place I spend most of my time. The explosion is incredible – brown has turned to green, green has turned into green-squared, and any long, open spaces seem to be filled with new plants. I went back in my iPhoto and chose out some photos from a few months ago, and went yesterday to take pictures from similar standpoints and perspectives. Check out the transformation: