1-Way Ticket

water, better roads, a good school for my children. We lose electricity almost every day for two, maybe three hours,” he explained. “Is the government good,” Nina asked. He served us porridge mixed with cinnamon. “The government does not really care. The king does not help. He should come and live here for one night. My house is small, only one bed

I bought ‘over the counter medicine’ but it was like eating sweets, no potency. So I decided to leave after four days, the visa was only for ten days anyway.

Sadly one does not have to walk too far to notice a pensioner with their handout. Because of a paltry government salary, some will receive financial assistance from their families. But others have little choice but to take to the streets selling trivial items or singing. Many vantage points are occupied by these seniors, imagine your grandmother ha

“No, they’re gonna come,” says Jimbob. “What do you mean, who’ll come?” I questioned. “You’ll see.” “Relax, chill-out” I enthused, as I stretched-out. Three minutes later about ten people were smothering us, all with their own agenda.

“Pas-port, pas-port” they repeated. “In hoo-tell,” one questioned. I nodded in agreement, “da, da.” Then one of them was putting his torch on me, shinning it from head to toe, slowly up and down about five times. Was he trying to provoke me? I just ignored and looked away. Everything was handed back. “Goo-hoome Shau-awne, Goo-hoome Shau-awne,” the

At a local café I wasn’t sure what to eat, no specific breakfast on the menu. Everything gets served almost together, they had no sense of timing. Anna continued her friendly banter, “my family have friends

Caterpillars, bought from an ex-workmate at wholesale price because of a slight defect, or so I thought until this guy got hold of them. What was supposed to be a quick polish job, developed into a renovation. Replacing stitching, shaving the oversized sole tip, cutting the tongue shorter and changing the shabby laces. But his fee kept increasing.

So what would be my approach? A strict no nonsense disciplinarian, plenty of homework or an easy-going jokester, perhaps somewhere in-between. A normal day began with Kanak, the cook’s

younger boarders, after class, he was bloody testing me. I put Phurba standing on one leg facing the wall, the following day I did the same, this time for the entire class. It did the trick, he became more obedient, slowly becoming my friend. Nina and I were a novelty to the students,