This is iniquitous. Fifteen hours at the end of a thumb-twiddling day at home. The polar flight to Hong Kong was actually fairly easy. Cathay Pacific knows how to long haul. But the twelve hour layover in Hong Kong is killing us. What's beyond boring? Mind-numbing, I guess. What's beyond that? Hell. We've napped, eaten, walked around a faceless airport, found a decent passenger lounge where we were at least able to have a shower and stretch out in relative comfort. The next leg is a flight to Kathmandu via Daka, Bangladesh which will take another 7 hours. What the hell were we thinking?
Well, the flights to Kathmandu were punctual and good. First part took us to Daka, but we did not deplane. By the time we were airborne for Kathmandu, my body and mind started to shut down. By force of will, I stayed conscious and lucid as we navigated the endless bureaucracy that is Nepal. We found our contact and our van took us through dark, forbidding streets, with people and dogs appearing in our headlights like strange and wondrous phantoms. These streets made those we encountered in Bolivia look modern and ordered. Finally, to our hotel and into a deep unconscious sleep. Tomorrow, the adventure begins and I can't wait to ...... zzzzzzzzzz.
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