A Hike in the Himalayas

A Hike in the Himalayas

I stood under a canopy to escape a torrential downpour on a Kathmandu backstreet. A caucasian woman and an Indian boy ducked under with me. “Hey, welcome home,” I joked. “Haha,” the woman laughed, “Thanks, I’m Beatrice.” She smiled at the boy, “And this is Badel, we’ve just come from Mother Theresa’s in Calcutta.” “Glad to meet you,” I said, “I’m Peter.” The mud began to erode from beneath us. Beatrice slipped and caught her balance, ” We’re going to get washed away here, we need a boat now,” she said. “Good,” Badel said, “I want to go now.” The Read more »