Nepal Himalayan Escape

Just arrived in Kathmandu, Nepal, typng away on a broken keybord circa 1994 in an overcroweded back room at this backpacker haven. The backspace key and lettering on 3/4 of the keys faded into oblivion years ago, making writing coherent sentances quite an endeavor. This will be short.

Highlight of today- crusing through the clouds... thousands of miles up in the atmosphere... when the himalayas jump into clear view out of nowhere. LIterally the largest most massive chunk of "thing" ever. Seeing enormous snow-capped mountains out of our window at ridiculous altitudes is a mindtrip.

Nepal is fresh, beautiful, and a crossroads for people from all over the world. Never before have I seen such a cultural - socio economic mix of people-- from weathered athletic Triathalon-esque 50 year olds hauling worn backpacks straight out of the 70's, to "bobo" aka bohemian bourgeosie kids from Amsterdam to California running around in neo-hippy wear clad in hemp and yak fur, to shrunken leather skinned men from the Himalayan foothills balancing plastics bags stuffed full of village handicrafts, to throngs of chattering Korean girls trotting around the back alleys in white leather heels. its a constant parade. Even had dinner at a pseudo Mexican food joint run by Austrians.

Leaving the capitol in a couple days then exploring the rest Nepal for a week, catching a glimpse of Everest and attempting to back drive off the worlds highest bungy jump. Relaxing Diwali holiday from work.