Before leaving for Nepal, everyone was concerned with what
the food would be like, if I would be getting enough of it, how safe the water
would be, etc. I figured I would get sick of the monotony of the type of food
after a few months and physically sick from some foodborne illness after a few
months, but unfortunately both have struck early. Last Friday, all the
volunteers went out for dinner and drinks at Shanhi Village, one of the two
“upscale” restaurants we visit on special occasions. We indulged in French
fries and spring rolls and Indian food and beers and tequila, a good change
from the daal bhat we eat all the time. About 24 hours after our festivities,
my body was celebrating those festivities by getting rid of everything inside
of me. I couldn’t stomach anything besides a plain roti (Nepalese tortilla) and
water for two days, but alas, after lots of rest and letting the bug run its
course, I was fine. There are 11 fellows here, and 6 of us have had this nasty
bug in the last week, and we’ve been spending our time tracking its pattern and
determining its starting point. So, Brendan and Susanne ate lunch at Valley
View, our other favorite restaurant laaaast Friday, and by Sunday they were not
feeling so good. Caroline ate there on Tuesday, and by Thursday she was
spending most of the day and the night in the bathroom. We all ate out Friday
and I got sick Saturday. And this morning we woke up to the sounds of Amy and
Nate getting sick, just two days after eating lunch out as well. There hasn’t
been one single food to cause the sickness but there has been one drink: water.
The water in Nepal, like most developing countries, is not safe to drink. At
school and the home, we are lucky enough to have purified drinking water taps
to fill up our water bottles at any time we want. Other than that, if it’s not
sold in a sealed plastic water bottle, it can’t be trusted. Whenever we eat
out, we order bottles upon bottles of the perfect and ever-so-thirst-quenching
Nepalese water and melt at the sound of the seal being broken, indicating that
the water is pure and safe. Or so we thought! After the many bouts of illness
we’ve been looking a little closer at these bottles. How come some are filled
to the brim while others are only filled to the top of the label? They are
sealed shut but what’s that little stuff floating around the bottom? It seems
to us that restaurants and shops recycle the bottles, fill them up with water,
and use some device to seal the bottles shut, just like they do with glass coke
bottles and beer all around the world. It’s a genius mechanism for saving money
and a genius way to get all the foreigners sick! For now, it’s safe to say I
will be bringing my water bottle filled with purified water from home everywhere
I go.
This is a typical meal seen at lunch or dinner in all of
Nepal. It’s called daal bhat – rice with some liquid lentil / bean goodness.
Always expect potatoes on the side, and maybe some sort of vegetable if you’re
lucky. Top with lemons and chilis for a little kick! My theory is, hundreds of
years ago some aboriginal Nepali person threw rice and lentils in a pot, it was
easy and tasted good and that person thought “okay this is what I and my entire
country shall eat at all meals from now on!” and it stuck. It is very delicious
and authentic, but it gets very old when you are forced to eat two heaping
servings of it every day. I had a steaming plate of daal bhat right before I
got the sickness, so I’m taking the week off from rice and potatoes, and eating
mostly peanut butter and plain crackers and snickers bars until I can stomach
the Nepali cuisine again.
Shannon or Sunny...thanks for sharing all of your experiences with us. I am living every moment with you and wish I was there to help teach. I don't want the sickness, only I could stand to lose a few pounds. I am quite sure the curriculum planning has changed since I got my Masters. I do have a few books. Would you like some tablets to drop into your water to make it safer sent to you. The reusing of the water...a typical and old problem. We had to watch for that when we were sailing.
ReplyDeleteI miss you and am so proud of you! I bet you really miss your Mother's cooking! Love you...Aunt Gail
hi aunt gail! thanks for following. i wish you were here too! if you have any materials or supplemental resources for teaching youngsters and/or curriculum building, please send my way! i got sick again today (who knows what causes these things!) but still loving every moment here. keep reading and feel free to mail any homemade cooking my way yes pleaseeee. love you!
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