*Trigger warning: I talk about watching a Hindu cremation in this post. There are photos. If this is going to upset you, please do not read this post!* The sun is high in the sky as my taxi slowly navigates the pockmarked streets of Kathmandu. I’m heading to Pashupatinath Temple, along the river, site of…
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travel essay: on landing in kathmandu
36,000 feet below me, the ground is patchwork of brown. Brown roads, brown fields. There is nothing to distinguish it from flying over South Australia or the Midwest of the US. A few minutes later, the captain comes over the intercom to inform us we are beginning our descent into Kathmandu. My tired mind is…