We're still in Kathmandu and have been enjoying it tremendously. A lot of people we've met along the way have been here at the same time so we've had lots of fun and spent too much money, but it has been Joe's birthday week after all. After a nice day in the Garden of Dreams, a haven of prettiness among the stink of the city, we ended his birthday at a casino in the early hours. It was a shifty strange place but we didn't lose much money and tucked into a big and tasty free buffet at 2am, so mustn't grumble! Even the booze was free.
The former prime minister died this weekend and we've just been watching his open cremation live on TV. Seems like people really liked him, a lot of men have shaved their heads in mourning. His ashes are going into the sacred "river", which is the truly the most disgusting river I've ever seen - a chasm filled with rotting rubbish and sniffling pigs with a trickle of black sewage running through it. If I could record the smell I'd bring it back as evidence...shudder.
So we're heading back to India in two days. I'll miss Nepal - we've seen a lot and the people are totally lovely. But I'm looking forward to more varied food and - oh yeah, ridiculous heat...
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