Other than the rifle-toting police that seem to break up bars at last call (no one really seems to even acknowledge them), this city seems to have no rules. It is by far the poorest city I’ve ever been to; just taking a taxi around and about uncovers sore sights that this Westerner finds maybe just a little depressing. However, this is their life, their world, and they live in it and off of it. I can only judge it based on the life that I came from, which is as foreign to them as theirs is.
The Nepalis are extremely friendly, but one thing I’ve noticed that that many of them–at least the ones ‘on-call’ in Thamel–are constantly trying to suck you in. The merchants, the taxi drivers, the beggars and the businessmen, are looking out for you as you’re walking down the street, and will come up and assault you with their offers until you have to manually shake them off. Friendly yes, extremely. But they have little sense of different cultural comfort zones.
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