I'm on the verge, I'm skimming the edge, I'm skirting the boundary, I am the cusp. This is my last full day in Kathmandu. It was sunny and then the heavens opened and the road disappeared. The monsoon is clearly on its way and I'm running ahead of it before I get struck by fork lightning.
I've grown to like this city despite the incessant tiger balm sellers, handicraft peddlers and Serengi players. I have eaten and walked my way around half of it, delighting in my new found locals cafe Ringmos which serves apple buckwheat pancakes to die for. Last night I even found hot spicy cyder just round the corner which in Nepal means, sour apple, brandy, sugar, lemon, hot water, cloves. Not a bad second in a land of mainly beer and cocktails. And now I'm off to eat yet again and while away my last afternoon. I may go to two temples for one last injection of culture with my Dutch friends and one last hurrah in Thamel tonight. Probably equally as random as last night sitting with some Siberians and a shisha pipe as everyone waited to watch Manu U and Barcelona kick off (at about midnight here - I bailed before it began). So off I splash and try to avoid being soaked by errant taxis and crazy rickshaws......
I've grown to like this city despite the incessant tiger balm sellers, handicraft peddlers and Serengi players. I have eaten and walked my way around half of it, delighting in my new found locals cafe Ringmos which serves apple buckwheat pancakes to die for. Last night I even found hot spicy cyder just round the corner which in Nepal means, sour apple, brandy, sugar, lemon, hot water, cloves. Not a bad second in a land of mainly beer and cocktails. And now I'm off to eat yet again and while away my last afternoon. I may go to two temples for one last injection of culture with my Dutch friends and one last hurrah in Thamel tonight. Probably equally as random as last night sitting with some Siberians and a shisha pipe as everyone waited to watch Manu U and Barcelona kick off (at about midnight here - I bailed before it began). So off I splash and try to avoid being soaked by errant taxis and crazy rickshaws......
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