Tatopani to Beni to Baglung to Pokhara: “Happy Jerni to Pasanjar.”
On four wheels instead of two feet at last. Now I could relax. Yes, there I was relaxing. Enter disaster, stage right.
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Nepal won my heart immediately by having pavements, neat little front gardens, and more bobblehats than you can shake a pompom at. It doesn’t take much.
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