You finally get to see my Orange Kurta. Everyone tells me I really fit in and look normal, but I feel so orange. You can let me know what you think!

Walking with my fancy slippers (they call them shoes but look like slippers to me), I had to really watch to make sure I missed all the Spit on the street. I can’t believe how often (both men and women) I hear this terrible guttural noise and then they spit. And what comes up I will leave to your imagination… but you’re not far off. Between the dog xxx and the spit and the trash and the cars and the motorcycles, it is always a challenge walking the streets.

I have a great idea that I could employ many of the impoverished women to sweep the streets every day. They would have income and the streets would be clean. It would be better to have them sweep than carry the heavy loads. What do you think?

The views at Tewa are beautiful today. I am sorry I cannot be here in Oct-Dec when it is much clearer.

It is Friday night and I went to a Hookah bar. Hookah, also known as water pipe and hubby-bubbly, comes in many flavors. I smoked apple flavor. It was very interesting. I was with a bunch of 24 year olds that are friends of Razeena. It was really fun; not sure I will try it again. The bar has all low seats (you have to take your shoes off) and you sit around the table with this very large water pipe and smoke. It is very popular in Nepal.

Tomorrow is a day off, so I may do a little sightseeing, since it is my last Saturday in Kathmandu.

Namaste