Sunrise in Nagorkot |
That's OK, I told myself. I was using both the up muscles and the down muscles. And it wasn't that awkward walking through a village where I was so close to one house I could smell the coffee. (Actually it was, so I snapped only one picture there, and very quickly.)
I eventually reached my destination by jumping in a cab with two Russians, only to end up at the same observation tower I had been to before. There I ran into Chinese tourists I'd seen on my second trip down the hill and shared another cab that finally deposited me at Club Himalaya in Nagorkot, where I was meeting a colleague.
Whew! Maybe I should call this a Cabber in the Himalayas.