After finally arriving in Pokhara last Friday I was a bit ready to stay in the same place for a few days and unwind. With unrest in the near future seeming very likely at the time, it also made sense to sit around and see how everything fell out. Would the country devolve into domestic violence and riots or would the Maoists come to an agreement with the government over the looming May 28th deadline? The first few days in town felt like a never-ending reunion as I kept running into people from the trek – whether eating at a streetside cafe or just walking around, the random connections seemed to never stop. As time passed this started to change, as one by one the people I knew started to leave town. First most of the Israeli girls left, then the cool Israeli guys left, then finally Guy and Mickey abandoned us. A couple days ago the rest left, and it feels strange to have gone from having 8+ friends in the same hotel to only one - Katrin and I have man...
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