16th May 1992 Day 301

The Diary
my dashes to the toilet are less frequent but the end result is always the same dark brown liquid and a pain in the ring. The force with which the eruption occurs could probably power one of the battered Nepalese Tata buses over the Himalayas.
Eruption

As I didn't need to immediately retreat to the wc after breakfast, Oz and I walked to the dam at the end of Phewa Tal (Lake Phewa) and he had a couple of passport photos taken for his trekking permit. We sat around for a while and then slowly walked back and in the process, I burnt my nose and Oz his forehead. 






The rest of the day was spent lazing by the toilet.


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