Kathmandu is a long way from the beach, the showers in most guest houses are mis-directed needles of water, and solid blue sky’s show no sign of rain any time soon.
The only real way to get wet is the local swimming pool.
But there isn’t one.
We make our way to the other side of town, out of the backpacker digs and into the 5 star strip.
Gliding past reception and security, navigating through a massive interior, eventually finding what we came for.
Today was the Yak & Yeti. The sun burn was worth it.
ahhhhhh i see you fell for the holga. true love. see you in 11 days if my visa ever arrives for india.