In Hopes of Leaving Kathmandu
It’s everywhere: More filth than I’ve ever seen. I can’t get used to it. I don’t want to get used to it. I’ve never been so eager to get out of a city. There is trash – piles of it…
Country Nepal
First Night in Kathmandu
A girl came to open the door for Mr. Bhagwan and I when we arrived at the hostel nearing 11 pm on Saturday. Her name is Alex; she’s from Sydney, Australia, and we share a room in the hostel. It’s…
Arriving
It was warm when I stepped off the plane. Like most Asian airports at night, the Kathmandu terminal was dimly lit and sparsely populated. I filled out a visa application and watched as it, along with my passport and receipt…