After enduring medieval legroom and 20 hours on airplanes we were finally making our approach into Kathmandu. We flew over some small mountains and saw the verdant valley unroll. The trip was about to start as far as I was concerned.

Flat, sandy, and hot. Moms in burkhas. Sheiks and sultans. Nothing redeeming in my opinion. Had planned to go into the city center if the opportunity presented itself. It did and I didn’t. A cup of Costa Coffee was all I needed to pass the two hours until the flight to Kathmandu.

seeing the second sunrise, from a plane, while still underway to the same destination is not a good thing. and qatar air legroom was merciless. but nobody was next to me so i did a cotortionist thing and survived.