Back in Kathmandhu again we drove out to the airport today on our little red scooter in the searing heat, arriving with a fresh coating of brown dust head to toe.. “Very fetching” says Dita looking at my once white shirt. The clever little bugger is wearing brown…
Let there be light!
Building our first road!
Parking our 3 ton trucks full of sand within site of the village – just across the valley on an adjacent hillside – we seemed so very, very close. But this was where the muddy mountain road stopped – it had always been done by hand from here.