Tagged: gurkhas

Plane wing flying over the Himalayas.

Farewell to Kathmandu

Having neglected most other parenting duties over the last few days, I figure that today would be a good day to continue Zac’s ongoing masterclass...

Crashed van on Durbar Marg, Kathmandu.

Trainwreck

This post is, umm, “not suitable for work”. Here’s a nice one, about Istanbul’s Animal and Flower Market, while this one from our Lebanon roadtrip...

Dangling bottles at Der Raum in Melbourne.

Lulu from UK

This post is, umm, really not family-friendly. If you have a sensitive disposition, why not try this post on hot air ballooning in Cappadocia, this...

Lines of shoes in a shoe cupboard.

A Load-Shedding Mystery

After three solid days of bureaucracy, with at least two more to come, a woman’s fancy lightly turns to facials. Well, mine does, anyway. Even...

Escape from Lukla!

The airline “office”, a hole-in-the-wall affair on the cobbled thoroughfare littered with yakalo and mule dung that is Lukla’s answer to Oxford Street, “opens” at...

Clouds in the Himalayas.

The Morning After

“You realise – or you would do if you hadn’t stayed out till 4am getting sozzed,” says Zac over breakfast. “That if we don’t get...

PInk flying pig with Love Me written underneath it.

Mountain Madness

Readers of a sensitive disposition might want to skip this post. How about reading the first post I ever wrote instead, or this lovely one...

The runway at Lukla airport, dropping off the edge of the valley.

Stuck in Lukla

As we amble from Phakding to Lukla – a walk that took us three hours coming down but half that going up, a measure of...