Look, Ma, I'm Flying!
Just in case I had any doubts, I now believe in eternity--I have spent it on an airplane! Fourteen hours via Korean Air from Atlanta to Seoul; a 4 hour lay-over in Seoul; another 5 1/2 hours to Bangkok. Arrived at our hotel at 1:00 am, left for final leg of the trip at 7:30 the next morning.
Right now I'm not really lost--just a bit disoriented--in the Thamel district of Kathmandu, in an internet cafe with about 6 very slow computers. I know it's 5:30 p.m. here, and think it's 6:45 am in Atlanta. (The Nepales changed their official time forward by 15 minutes several years ago to emphasize their independence from surrounding countries. "Take that, Tibet!") so I know what time it is; I'm just not certain what day it is. Saturday here, but does that make it Sunday in Atlatna? I know from the Major League baseball web page that the Braves game in Houston starts in a few hours.
Of course, the first thing John and I do upon deplaning in Bangkok is get separated from the group. We were innocently following a crowd down the hall of the airport, when the crowd dispersed into various gates, and suddenly John and I were walking down a hall pretty much alone. Not a word of English in sight, and the first person we asked for help spoke no English. I was certain we should go one direction, John wanted to go the opposite, and I hate to say this but John was right. (Pure luck.) We cleared customs--in and out of Thailand, entering Nepal and no facility for inspecting luggage. They make sure they collect the departure tax ($13), but apparently you can take whatever you want with you as long as it's packed in your luggage!
tonight we are headed for the rum Doodle Restaurant, famous for t\being the climbers' gathering place before embarking on everest and other memorable climbs. John Hall, Doug Breshears, Edmund Hillary--all have their autographed pictures on display. I've read about the place in several books, including "Into Thin Air."
Right now--nap time!
Right now I'm not really lost--just a bit disoriented--in the Thamel district of Kathmandu, in an internet cafe with about 6 very slow computers. I know it's 5:30 p.m. here, and think it's 6:45 am in Atlanta. (The Nepales changed their official time forward by 15 minutes several years ago to emphasize their independence from surrounding countries. "Take that, Tibet!") so I know what time it is; I'm just not certain what day it is. Saturday here, but does that make it Sunday in Atlatna? I know from the Major League baseball web page that the Braves game in Houston starts in a few hours.
Of course, the first thing John and I do upon deplaning in Bangkok is get separated from the group. We were innocently following a crowd down the hall of the airport, when the crowd dispersed into various gates, and suddenly John and I were walking down a hall pretty much alone. Not a word of English in sight, and the first person we asked for help spoke no English. I was certain we should go one direction, John wanted to go the opposite, and I hate to say this but John was right. (Pure luck.) We cleared customs--in and out of Thailand, entering Nepal and no facility for inspecting luggage. They make sure they collect the departure tax ($13), but apparently you can take whatever you want with you as long as it's packed in your luggage!
tonight we are headed for the rum Doodle Restaurant, famous for t\being the climbers' gathering place before embarking on everest and other memorable climbs. John Hall, Doug Breshears, Edmund Hillary--all have their autographed pictures on display. I've read about the place in several books, including "Into Thin Air."
Right now--nap time!
posted by Dave Fry | 5:40 AM
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