Holi Festival

I had an easy morning and then ventured into nearby Durbar Square to join the Holi celebrations. I had heard drumming and the screams of children playing since around 7.30am. The square was a riot of people, noise, and colour as powder paint was being thrown everywhere and revellers were shooting each other with water pistols and throwing water-filled balloons. The atmosphere was incredible. Everyone was having a great time. Of course, I joined in. You can't not. Once you're in the thick of it, people just come up to you, wish you Happy Holi, and smear paint all over your face 😂. Some tourists with their big cameras and smart clothes were clearly trying to stay out of the way, but once you're there, you can't avoid the paint! I had deliberately worn clothes that were going straight in the bin afterwards, so it wasn't a worry for me.

I sat for a while just to watch the shenanigans and got talking to a Chinese girl. She was loving it. She said she never has this much fun in China. I stayed for a couple of hours and then went back to the hotel to shower and get the pink and purple paint out of my hair 😂. Sandip messaged to see if I wanted to meet up with him and his friends, but I definitely wasn't going to go out again.

I spent the rest of the day writing. And I did finally have my leftovers for dinner 😄.Read more