rickshaw ramblings

Did I　ｍｅｎｔｉｏｎ　ｔｈａｔ　Ｉ stayed in a brothel/ pay-by-the-hour institution in Nepal? Well, I did. On accident. Patricia and Iｗｅｎｔ　ｈｉｋｉｎｇ　ａｒｏｕｎｄ　Ｋａｔｈｍａｎｄｕ　ａｎｄ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｌｏｖｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｓｅｒｅｎｉｔｙ　ｕｐ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｏｕｎｔａｉｎｓ．　　Ｗｅ　ｍｅｔ　ａ　ｎｉｃｅ　ｌａｄｙ　ｗｈｏ　ｏｗｎｅｄ　ａ　ｇｕｅｓｔ　ｈｏｕｓｅ　ｎｅａｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｒａｉｌ．　　Ｗｅ　ｓａｉｄ　”ｗｈａｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｈｅｃｋ，　ｉｔ’ｓ　ｃｈｅａｐ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ　ｉｓ　ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ．　　Ｎｅｖｅｒｍｉｎｄ　ｔｈａｔ　ｉｔ’ｓ　ｒｅａｌｌｙ　ｒｕｎ　ｄｏｗｎ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｒｅ　ｉｓ　ｍｉｌｄｅｗ　ｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｗａｌｌｓ．”

Ｓｏ，　ｔｈｅ　ｎｅｘｔ　ｄａｙ　ｗｅ　ｒｅｔｕｒｎｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｓｐｅｎｄ　ｏｕｔ　ｌａｓｔ　３　Ｎｅｐａｌｅｓｅ　ｎｉｇｈｔｓ　ｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｏｕｎｔａｉｎ．

Ｔｈｅ　ｎｅｘｔ　ｄａｙ　Ｐａｔｓｙ　ｉｓ　ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ　ｒｅａｄｉｎｇ　ｍｏｓｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｄａｙ．　　Ａｒｏｕｎｄ　ｌｕｎｃｈｔｉｍｅ　ｗｅ　ｓｅｅ　ａ　ｎｉｃｅ　ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ　ｌｏｃａｌ　ｃｏｕｐｌｅ　ｃｏｍｅ　ｉｎ．　　Didn't think anything of it. Well, I retire to the room after lunch and Patsy continues reading outside. The couple checks out approximately 2 hours after they came. The man asked Patsy where she's from and who she's there with, etc. She says "my friend is asleep upstairs." Evidently she used a feminine pronoun, which left this guy looking a little perplexed. He decided to explain to her that this "Hill Resort"ｉｓ　ＴＨＥ　ｐｌａｃｅ　ｉｎ　Ｋａｔｈｍａｎｄｕ　ｔｏ　ｔａｋｅ　ｙｏｕｒ　ｈｏｎｅｙ　ｆｏｒ　ａ　ｒｏｍａｎｔｉｃ　ｒｅｎｄｅｚｖｏｕｓ．　　

Ｔｈｉｓ　ｗａｓ　ｃｏｎｆｉｒｍｅｄ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｎｅｘｔ　ｆｅｗ　ｄａｙｓ　ａｎｄ　ｎｉｇｈｔｓ．　　Ｍｕｌｔｉｐｌｅ　ｔｉｍｅｓ．

Ｔｈｅ　ｌａｓｔ　ｎｉｇｈｔ　ａｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｇｕｅｓｔ　ｈｏｕｓｅ　ｗｅ　ｈａｄ　ａ　ｓｈｉｎｄｉｇ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｗｎｅｒｓ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｆａｍｉｌｙ．　　Ａｎｄ　ｏｕｒ　ｔａｘｉ　ｄｒｉｖｅｒ，　Ｒａｊｕ，　ｗｈｏ　ｄｒｏｖｅ　ｕｐ　ｆｒｏｍ　Ｋａｔｈｍａｎｄｕ　ｔｏ　ｓｐｅｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｎｉｇｈｔ　ｂ／ｃ　ｍｙ　ｂｕｓ　ｌｅｆｔ　ａｔ　７ａｍ　ａｎｄ　ｈｅ　ｄｉｄｎ’ｔ　ｗａｎｔ　ｔｏ　ｍａｋｅ　ｍｅ　ｌａｔｅ．　　

Ｒａｊｕ　ｉｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｎｅ　ｐｏｕｒｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｅｅｒ．　　Ｔｈｅ　ｌｉｔｔｌｅ　ｇｉｒｌ　ｉｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｎｉｅｃｅ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｗｎｅｒｓ．．．ｓｈｅ　ｉｓ　ｐｒｏｕｄｌｙ　ｄｉｓｐｌａｙｉｎｇ　ｏｎｅ　ｏｆ　ｍａｎｙ　ｄａｎｃｅ　ｍｏｖｅｓ　Ｉtaught her. And the other is our "room," if you hadn't already guessed.