Day 25: Kathmandu

Most of our time in Kath­mandu was spent blow­ing out our intestines in the hotel bath­room. Thank­fully, it was a nice hotel and bath­room with warm cof­fee col­ors and all that. We know food didn’t do us in; our stom­achs are invin­ci­ble to spices or weird­ness of any kind regard­ing food. It was some sort of


Day 19: Lumbini

The birth­place of Bud­dha and home to dozens of monas­ter­ies, all built in dif­fer­ent styles suit­ing the Bud­dhist soci­eties which built them. Korea, Japan, Thai­land, Bhutan, Nepal, oth­ers; each cul­ture erected and imprinted their own inter­pre­ta­tion. The true draw of the site is the ancient monastery and pil­lar erected by Asoka the Great, now pro­tected


The Holy Baba

The brandy we’d shared thirty min­utes prior with the Ital­ians and Lithuan­ian in the dark was sud­denly com­ing up strong. I sort of felt like I might taste bile soon. That, and also the fact that two holy men were approach­ing, seemed to indi­cate that Instant Karma! truly was going to get me. Until the holy


Day 15: Varanasi

I’ve never had such a love-hate rela­tion­ship with any­where on planet Earth as with Varanasi. Maybe for­eign­ers should be barred from this city. I don’t know. On one hand, this is a cul­tur­ally amaz­ing place. It’s among of humanity’s most ancient cities, and it shows; lay­ers of alley­ways and build­ings in degrees of decay bunch up