Kathmandu… some people love it, some people hate it. As for me, I simply adored it all. If you look beyond the pollution, the stink, the trash piles, the agressive traffic, the incessant honking, the homeless or drug-addicted child beggars, the rickshaw drivers chanting “rickshaw, rickshaw,” getting ripped-off, the feeling of danger lurking in the alleys, the power outages, the Maoist strikes that paralyzes the city, the travel-agency/hash/souvenior shop touts hounding you all over the Thamel streets, and, of course the insanity… well, if you look beyond all that, there’s a lot to love about this mad city. After my travel companion left, I spent few days strolling around Thamel with my book The Kite Runner (love it!), popping in and out of different restaurants/cafes and just enjoying the day. Although there are a lot of
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