Decent movie too...

A mini-Monsoon (Film reccommendation: "Monsoon Wedding") hit Kathmandu this afternoon while I was dragging Gombu and driver around in search of long-term visa information and future volunteer opportunities. The good news: the pouring rain sends the motor bikers off the streets in droves so the roads become much more tolerable (I have got better on the white-knucke driving: I simply take an Imodium tablet prior to every journey--the passengers are happy and less laundry for me) The bad news about mini-Monsoon: Gombu's driver, while extremely competent and safe, has a strange aversion to windshield wipers and defroster buttons. Today, feeling my "Dirty Pants" tablet wearing off, I finally reached across and switched on the wipers and fans--My actions were met with an icey glare but I no longer felt like Erwin's tank driver in North Africa.