It figures. Just when Lucille and I discuss men flirting I run into five on the street while wandering. That reminds me of the airport story. No sooner do I set foot on the tarmac but I have three Nepali boys asking me where I'm from, etc. Employing a much practiced (I assume) circling maneuver. After a few painful minutes I ditched them by the handiest method I had at hand. Mainly by getting through the customs line first.
I spent an hour lost in Thamel (on purpose) and discovered several shrines. A dog decided he liked me and while I tried to get a picture he jumped up on me. So in addition to my deadly spider bite I will also drop dead of rabies contracted from his paws on my skirt.
I spent an hour lost in Thamel (on purpose) and discovered several shrines. A dog decided he liked me and while I tried to get a picture he jumped up on me. So in addition to my deadly spider bite I will also drop dead of rabies contracted from his paws on my skirt.
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