Tag Archives: San Francisco

Back in the saddle, again

I’d only just passed through customs in San Francisco (SFO) when I heard a page for a “Kumar Shrestha.” First impulse was to go to the Delta counter that had paged him and sit around to wait for him, shouting, Bala du?.
I didn’t. Instead I bought a newspaper and a coffee to pass the three-hour [...]

How I got here, an explanation

There’s a photo I have where I’m walking out across the tarmac towards the plane that was to be first leg in a long trip towards Nepal on February 17, 2002. Just before I boarded the plane I stopped and waved to Nikkie inside the terminal taking the photo.
That plane didn’t take me anywhere. Just [...]