I stay in the hotel for much of the day. Kathmandu would have been a good place to shop for colourful hippyish warm weather gear and trekking supplies as it is more varied a cheaper than Pokhara. My backpack is too full already and I am not up for shopping. I end the day with a few cocktails, but not too many....
This is the story of my 32 week London to Sydney overland trip on a big orange truck with 30 odd other people.....and what happens after.. I try to find the best pizza in the world. I test the limits of endurance of my T-shirts in the hunt for the most bizarre location in which to bump into a fellow fan of the band 'The Fall'. Slightly more successfully, I try to take a guitar to as many of the world's monuments as I can. Finally, I confront the greatest cultural divide of them all...toilets.
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