After all that time in the mountains, the big city of Kathmandu seemed like New York. The streets were crowded and bustling, it was noisy, and it was hot with the sticky monsoon weather. The usual shady Nepalis were out in Durbar Square, and the “peanut gallery” was stationed at their everyday spot in Sundhara. It felt great to be “home” in good ol’ Kathmandu again. One of the best parts about returning to Kathmandu was eating fruit and Indian food again. Our eyes nearly popped out of our heads as we saw the variety of fruits and vegetables available in the markets: green beans, carrots, peppers, cauliflower, tomatoes, bananas, melons, oranges, papayas…and I finally got some of that tandoori chicken that I dreamed about! Mandarins are no longer in season, but mango season is in
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