Last week we celebrated Tihar, Diwali in India, the second largest holiday in Nepal.
First it was the crows' day, but we didn't see any. I guess they had gone to a party palace.
Then it was the dogs' day and we celebrated our own dogs and the neighborhood dogs, as usual.
Our sweethearts Lizzie and Angel.
Leya is performing a puja, ceremony.
This yellow and orange thread we had put on by a Brahmin in a Hindu temple in August and when you put it on a cow's tail you go straight to heaven when you die.
Apparently you have to renew it every year. I guess this action will remove all your sins and it's almost impossible to not catch a sin here and there during a normal way of living.
Our friend Prem and his family are Buddhists, but since the kids were small they celebrate this day even though it's a Hindu festival.
I love this about Nepal. Why not enjoy each others festivals?
This family is Newari, a large folk group here in Nepal.
Nicholas is greeted as a brother and Leya celebrates Eva's brother Evans as her brother.
Suresh and his two brothers have four sisters and here is the oldest sister also in charge of the rituals.
This family is Brahmin, the highest caste.
I think it was rather overwhelming for him with all the different steps in the ritual, but he is a cool guy.