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my trip to pokhara
MY FIRST TRIP TO POKHARA, THE BEST DESTINATION
It was my first time in Pokhara. Most of you may get surprised listening this statement! You may think living in a country like Nepal and not even visited Pokhara, the most beautiful place, but this was my first time. So, this time since the stay was short, i.e. 3 days trip, I decided to go.
My first experience to this place became really memorable and joy full experience with my friends and teachers. The first day we reached Pokhara in the evening at around 5 o’clock, so, we went to Fewa Lake to enjoy the excellent view of sunset. Thereafter, some went for boating, some just roam around, some went to restaurants and some of us chose to enjoy ride on bicycle. We rent only one bike for three of us Chadani, Jyoti and me. Without knowing time, since it started to become dark, getting excited, we rented for an hour. At first, I was not confident to ride by myself so, Chadani, my friend gave me a ride, then I tried by myself with her help. And the funny part was I could handle it on my own. I felt like, “Hurrah, I can ride on my own.” The bike was really comfortable. As there was only one we rotated among us one by one. As it was already getting late for dinner, we could not make for 1 hour and returned to hotel for dinner as we have to be there by the given time.
After dinner, we sat in a group to play cards. Jyoti and I did not sit to play because they had already started playing and we were late to join and I do not know what they were playing. But although I could not play, I really enjoyed seeing them sometimes winning, sometimes losing and sometimes continuously losing and blaming others for their loss. So, we had a wonderful time joking around, making fun of each other and so on.
The next day was our trekking day, all set to reach the top height of Panchasse Hill. We were supposed to hike continuously for 8-9 hours. Keeping up all our inner and outer, both spirits for that continuous 8-9 hrs walk on hill side,

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