"Do you smoke hashish?" those were the first words spoken to me on the streets of Kathmandu last night soon after I walked out of my hotel to look for a place to have some food. It was rather ominous sounding to have a guy come forward out of the darkness (there are no street lights in Kathmandu) say with a low harsh raspy whisper, "Do you smoke hashish?, my reply "No I don't!" his reply, "Do you want to?" Rather a spooky welcome to Kathmandu.
I have been offered drugs here from men on the streets at least 4 times in less than 20 hours ( 7-8 of which I was asleep in my hotel).
I have been offered drugs here from men on the streets at least 4 times in less than 20 hours ( 7-8 of which I was asleep in my hotel).
