CD Damitio's musings on power, belonging, and meaning. Strategies for borderless living by a self-exiled novelist.
Thamel earned its role by accident of geography and momentum. It sits close to the airport, close to Durbar Square, and close enough to everything else that decades of trekking outfitters, guesthouses, and bars simply piled up on top of a much older neighborhood and never left.
A Field Guide to Buying Gear in Thamel Thirty shopfronts in a single block, every one of them claiming to...
What It Actually Costs Kathmandu has a way of making a traveler recalibrate. Landed after weeks in Ladakh s thin, expensive...
The Green One There is a shade of green that follows you through Kathmandu. It is on the thangkas hung...
Mad honey is reported to produce a mild euphoria and body warmth. In larger amounts, it can drop your heart rate and blood pressure hard enough to put you in an emergency room.
Why do you need the hierarchy, the doctrine about what happens after you die, the fee, the robe, the guru, the specific God?
A Quarter Century to Find the Blue Demon In late 1999, I had a strange vision of a blue demon...
Stok and Matho: A Kingdom and a Living Ceremony, Twenty Minutes Apart The driver quoted me three thousand rupees for...
What happens when Buddhism runs into religions that didn't grow up next to it, the Abrahamic faiths and, at its own root, Hinduism. Some of these encounters produced quiet blending that lasted centuries. One produced an entirely new religion, deliberately engineered to contain them all.
Thirty articles. That s how long it took to walk through every step of buying a cheap house in Otaru —...