Nepal 49: Wiping My Ass With a 5-Star Hotel

Marina Bay Sands at Night

Wrenching my attention away from the paragliders, I looked back to my coffee. It was cold. I downed the ristretto in one shot, and chugged the remainder of the Americano. I opened my computer, and then immediately closed it.

I got up and asked the barista where the bathroom was.

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Some Thoughts

Prayer Flags in Front of Himalayas

 

It’s been two months of Nepal stories on this blog now, and we haven’t even gotten through a week in the country. I guess you all don’t mind though, as I seem to have picked up a good-sized audience for this story. I appreciate it, I really do. It keeps me motivated to keep writing, and spilling my soul into this project.

So thank you all.

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