Overwhelmed. It's been a couple of hours since arriving in Kathmandu and I feel like I've bitten off more than I can chew. So this is what 'culture shock' feels like.
I was met at the airport by a young Nepalise man who took me to the accomodation that I will spend the next two nights at. The short trip from the airport to Bhaktapur was rather nerve-racking. The Nepalise have an informal road system in which there are no lanes and little indication. Instead they beep their horns a lot and spontaneous order miraculously occurs - not dissimilar (I imagine) to a bat's use of sonar.
I walked through bhaktapur with my guide and couldn't help feeling like a spectacle. My clothes, white skin, and long hair was obviously not a common sight. While we walked we talked about arranged marriages, girlfriends, university, and wealth. I felt like a promiscuous, rich, prat.
Now i'm in my room feeling exahusted and hungry but I can't bring myself to go back out there again right now.
On an unrelated note the weather is fine, it's about 16 degrees Celcius. Nice.