• About Us

    A warm welcome awaits you at "Hotel at the End of the Universe" combining breathtaking surroundings and legendary personalized service. Our hotel is a classic in its own right, known for its comfortable guest rooms built with natural materials; for the restaurant with its delicious food; and of course for its history which gave rise to the name “Hotel at the End of Universe”.

    A Canadian American Tourist, Mr. Mark, was staying at my place named Mahankal Lodge. He was a computer programmer as well as a designer of a speed mountain bikes. He had a son named Abhimanue, he used to tell me. It was the 24th Dec. 1981, at about 12 o' clock in the afternoon he went to Kathamandu to join Christmas Eve. oom after he walrd down from the Mahankal hill, I saw a mountain fog completely black - sliding down from the next hill and ceawking to the water spring. It was surpriing, Never seen before, because the dog was busy repeating the same method over and over again. My staff and I were staring at the dog's play. Suddenly, some unseen force kicked me from the back. I fell don from my garden to the terrace below. At last, after three kicks, I could stand up. I looked around but didn't see any thing, not even the dog. I walked back up to the garden but felted shocked. So I went down to my home in Bhaktapur. That same night one of our lodge cottages caught fire and burned down to the ground.
    the 25th of December, Mark and I returned to Nagarkot, with cops, to prepare the police report of the loss. Mark felt very sorry about my cottage. He took some pictures of the burnt cottage together with the great Himalayas in the background. Before he said goodbye, he handed me a slip of paper and continued walking down the hill. I opened the slip and it said
    "The restaurant at the End of the Universe, a new name for your place whill will bring you luck"