Surrender….Nepal part 5
I felt a bit like Typhoid Mary. You know the woman who bought typhoid with her, probably from Ireland and proceeded to give it to people in New York in the early part of the 20th century? It seems I had bought a particularly virulent flu all the way from Saudi Arabia with me. I know I shared it with Juliette and Dibya and am hoping no-one else got it. It forced us down from the mountain top and into new accommodation in the town of Pokhara. It gave us a bit of relief overnight as it was hot and ridiculously humid and I was feverish and needed and aircon. Yes, I know, poor precious baby! As I got sicker the monsoon decided it was not over after all. The clouds closed in, the mountains disappeared, the rain poured and it got very, very humid. There was nothing to do but surrender to the experience so we both slowed down and Rick worked on finding the best massage therapist in Pokhara and I worked out …