Kathman-frickin-du!

I made it, tired but happy, to Kathmandu. It is a city full of beeping horns, colors, narrow streets, shops and restaurants stacked high and squished tightly together. Tonight I made it to dinner at a relatively calm place, and was pleasantly surprised by some live traditional Nepalese music performers on the small stage. I am so tired I can hardly write, but sitting alone this afternoon in my clean and simple motel room, I felt the warm glow of happiness spiral inside me. This is what I have been waiting for.