The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.
As the plane hit the tarmac I was relieved to be back on solid ground. It had been a bumpy ride through the mountain ranges and 26 hours of travelling, with an 11- hour transit in Hong Kong had left me exhausted.
Walking through Kathmandu airport brought back so many memories, but this time I was here alone. I had butterflies in my stomach as I waited to collect my suitcase before being reunited with Rubin after 4 and-a-half months of being apart.
There weren’t as many tourists as last time I was here. Perhaps the earthquake had scared them off? Or perhaps I was crazy to come back!
As I stepped outside the airport I was lucky to spot Rubin out from a crowd of people and he waved me over. I was…
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