Day 2

I called the airport no less than 10 times to inquire about my lost bags. It was always something….you need to talk to a different person, everyone is in a meeting right now, or simply that no information was available at the time. I ended up catching a taxi and just going to the airport to see what I could figure out. I found a Thai Air representative and showed him my paperwork from the day before. He informed me that they had no idea where my bags were and that I would just have to keep calling to check in with them. I was so frustrated. As I was leaving the baggage terminal I happened to look over and lone behold there was one of my bags slowly making its way around turns and twists of the baggage carousel. I can’t tell you the happiness I felt at that moment as I knew a change of underwear was in my future. Being accustomed to having my bags lost I have learned to pack by diving my clothes and various as sundries in half. Half then goes into each bag so that if only one bag arrives I am certain to have the necessities to get me by. But today the luggage Gods smiled upon me. As I was grabbing my bag from the conveyor belt, around one of the corners appeared my other bag. The taxi ride from the airport to the hotel today was a vastly different experience than yesterdays ride on so many levels.

Upon returning to the Hotel I met again with the hotel manager. This time it was to discuss room rates. Their standard monthly rate is $480 dollars. Where by our standards this is very inexpensive, by Nepali standards it is perhaps just a little pricey. Especially in light of the fact that the Tibet Guest House where I usually stay offered me a price of $300 per month. So the bartering began, and when it ended we agreed on a price of $300 per month and we both walked away happy. I returned to my room at about 4 pm and decided to take a short nap. I awoke seven hours later and I am now wide awake and there is no sleep in sight. Thank goodness for a good book.