Monthly Archive: November, 2012

Selling his baclava

… to the crew of the gulet.

Gray all around

We slept in a pretty hotel overlooking the mountains, they say, but it was gray when night came and grey again when we woke up. We hear that a small plane full of… Continue reading

We are indeed in Nepal

We see lush vegetation and steep valleys, suspension bridges, and this funny alphabet. But the people are smiling and go freely about their way.

An occasion

to tease one’s sister.

Hustle and Bustle at the border

The border only opens at 10 a.m. — to match Indian time, which is more like true time based on how high the sun is in the sky. Speaking of time: India is… Continue reading


in the late afternoon.