Morning glow

Unfortunately, due to various reasons we haven't been able to see the snowy peaks of the Himalayas during our trekking. Therefore, after returning to Pokhara we began to think how to implement it, because to leave Nepal without seeing any eightthousanders would be unforgivable. Finally we were told that with a grain of luck we will be able to see them at dawn from Sarangkot hill near the town. Waking up at 4 am we hastily gathered and jumped on our scooter. Rushing by Nepalese roads and bouncing over the potholes, we caught the fresh morning air and overtook first sleepy passersby. Way to Sarangkot looped through living quarters at first, and then turned into a serpentine winding around the hill. It was one of the most exciting and thrilling adventures. Finally we got to the end of the asphalt track near the top. Walking up the stairs past the unfinished Hindu temple and a number of small shops we came to the viewing platform. Panorama appeared before our eyes was worthy of the best artist's brush. Pokhara was like a sleeping beauty, shrouded in clouds. The morning mist still swirled over her, covering the town like a spider web. And behind us unfolded even more fantastic spectacle. Far ahead have beed rising inhumanly beautiful giants, covered with eternal ice and snow. Annapurna and Machapuchare or Fish tail. Their greatness and glory is breathtaking. We were lucky to be with this beauty alone. Only the rays of the rising sun warmed us and illuminated the blue mountain peaks. We stood looking at this miracle about an hour, trying to remember and take with us every piece of this peerless mosaic. What a happiness it must be to wake up every morning and see such a landscape outside the window! When we finally tore our views of the mountains, the sun was already fairly high in the sky. We went downstairs and ordered a masala in the nearest outdoor cafe. Life begins to rage around us. Children were going to school, women preparing food. And we were looking in the cups with fragrant tea and smiling. Eternity touched our souls and it's trace will always remain there...