Previously I wrote about some of the odd people I’d met in Jhapa district, namely Sunjay, the Islamic Extremists, and a child named Time Pass.
I’d now like to write about some of the odd Birganj-wallahs that have crossed my path since coming to this town. While I’ve made actual friends with whom I socialize, we [...]
I remember where I was last Tihar, a year ago. A year ago? A year ago I’d gone to Kathmandu to hang out at the Spice deraa, my old co-owned flat in Kathmandu, with some of the folks there.
Pardon me while I wax nostalgic, but a year ago I was living in a different house [...]
Oh, the places you go and the people you met. I’ve been in Nepal now for 15 months and met more than a couple interesting people. I decided that I’d write about some of the more interesting people I’ve met in installments. This is the first.
Here are three individuals I met while in Jhapa back [...]
While I don’t usually use words like peaceful to refer to Birganj, I must say that last night’s triade of bombings in my hometown came as a surprise. Two of the bombs were at offices to the north of Birganj proper.
One, however, was located not far from Shripur.
I can’t remember when exactly, but last [...]
I am not a twelve-year-old Nepali girl, never mind what the tailors in Nepal seem to think. I’ve been on a mission lately to get a pair of pants and a shirt made in Kathmandu while I’ve been here working on my Teach for America application.
Getting some clothes made seems like a mission impossible, and [...]
