October 25 Kathmandu
flight arrived at
11:00 PM, and I was relieved to be met at the airport.
It was Purba, who I would
later discover was
our head sherpa.
They stuffed me into
the back of a beat-up Toyota, and started driving to the hotel. I
was exhausted from two days of traveling,
but I was also on sensory overload seeing Kathmandu at that first night.
was considerable traffic on the roads.
Later I would discover that
this was barely a trickle compared
It seemed like we traveled on tiny crooked roads, like we were cutting across a series of secret
There were many dogs out on
the street, knocking down garbage cans and going through the mess. Then
I realized that some of the dogs were
There were no traffic
lights -- every intersection was a free-for-all. And
there were no street signs.
You just had
to know where you were
concerned that I had not met Wes and Ellen, who I expected to be on my
but there was no sign of them in Hong Kong, on the flight, or in the
When I arrived at the
was surprised to hear that everyone else was already there. Wes
and Ellen had gotten in the previous day,
and everyone else had arrived earlier todayThe hotel
sent me up to my room: luckily Paul had
not quite gone to bed yet.
I said Hi,
dropped into bed, and went right to sleep. Finally.
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