After a rickety 90 minute hop on an old propellor plane, we arrived to Dharamsala, lives spared another day. From there we paid about $15 to take a taxi on an hour-long journey, on a one-lane, two-way road up the mountain, to Bhagsu, a small hippie community that is accessed only on foot. Damo, of course, insisted we stay here rather than the more bustling McLeodganj or Dharamsala. On the way we passed many interesting signs, giving the impression there have ...

I am happy to report I have nothing to report. We spent the entire day in bed. I was so unwell I could hardly move. My throat hurt so bad, even cold water was a chore to down. I tried to go for a walk with Damian and got about 500m from the hotel before I felt I was going to pass out and turned back. Unfortunately I cannot comment on Delhi as I barely stepped out of the room. Next time. The hotel however, has been amazing. We are at the Holiday Inn and comp...

We made it out of Nepal! Arrived in Delhi and staying at the Holiday Inn. Leaving Nepal brings mixed feelings. Of course I'm happy because it means we are safe and sound (and I've made my mama very happy). But it's difficult to reconcile the joy we feel in leaving such a devastated country, able to fly so (relatively) easily to India, and stay at a nice hotel, when people are not only unable to get out, but are not receiving basic food, water, shelter. People ar...