Kathmandu Summary
What an amazing place!
I don’t think there’s a better arm workout than my death grip on the back of the host father’s motorbike going down the kathmandu main highway, and even in the small bending streets.. narrowly missing pedestrians, cows, giant trucks, other motorbikes etc. oh and of course no helmet.
The food, the sounds, smells, stray dogs, clothing… Toto, I have a feeling we’re in Kansas anymore. Oh and there’s the electricity rations, about 10 hours a day in two 5 hour increments, one being during the middle of the night/early morning.
The past week my life has consisted of singing nursery rhymes, colouring in, painting, doing craft with crepe paper and wondering why we ever go onto further education.
Hopefully once I’m in France and have better internet I can get this blog back on track.
