“Has anyone got a knife?” Slimline shouted. I looked at him like he was out of his mind. We were 5km into the run, on the edge of some paddy fields, on the outskirts of Kathmandu, and he wants to know if anyone bothered to carry a knife with them. I shook my head. Everyone … Continue reading Who’s got a sickle on them?
No one in their right minds would run straight across Kathmandu city. Dense black smoke is all there is to breath within the city streets. But last Saturday saw a lull in the traffic thanks to the nationwide strike the Maoists had called. And with a brief reduction in smog and carcinogenic gases, the hash … Continue reading Run to Swayambhunath Temple in Kathmandu