When I think of festivals and celebrations that I have been to, I think of Carnival in Rio, Nottinghill Carnival in London and Ganesh Chaturthi in Mumbai. But today, I’m going to share the most local festival I have been too, and probably the most local one I will ever go to! It was a Women’s Festival in our teeny tiny village in Nepal.
One morning, when we woke up, our host family told us that that evening we would be celebrating the women’s festival at their house. We didn’t know what to expect, but we were looking forward to it. After the sunset, lots of women from the village, all dressed beautifully in red, arrived to the garden. There were also children with instruments and a few of the men from the village too. The evening was made up of dancing, music and laughter and it was one of those moments that I cherish from my time in Nepal. All of the women encouraged us to dance and it was wonderfully happy.
Which favourite festival and celebration memories do you have?