Ted Seymour - Explorations of Truth
I hate being cold. I do. Here in Kathmandu, my bones are cold. The days are lovely and sunny and pleasantly warm, but once the sun goes down, the cold from these buildings radiates inward, like the ghosts of those frozen to death in the Himalayas who restlessly try to steady themselves upon human metabolism. […]
(written on Jan 20, 2015) I arrived here in Kathmandu, Nepal to the news of some chair and shoe throwing antics at the Constitutional Political Dialogue and Consensus Committee. In response, a general strike (Bandha) was called, so after breakfast, I headed out with my camera to see if I could find anything interesting. Seeing […]