We should have guessed that choosing to fly with a budget airline named after a mythical creature was going to eventful. FlyYeti didn't let us down. KL airport is 70km away from the city, in the middle of the country side. We arrived at the airport around six in the evening to find our flight, just like the Yeti, was no-where to be found. Your heart sinks, my first thought was ****, the airline website was set-up by some spotty kid as an internet school project, and our money has now been spent on the latest iPod.

We spoke to the information desk and the girl called their office number.
"Yes sir, all the flight times have been moved forward by 12 hours".
"When were you going to tell me?"
"Sorry sir? I am telling you now".
"Yes, but now we have to spend all night sitting in the bloody airport".

Kathmandu streets have the organised chaos I like. The streets are too small for the number of people/bikes/rickshaws/motorbikes/cars/ minivans/trucks & cows that weave and dodge around each other. There is a clear pecking order of who gets right of way and we are at the bottom with the cow at the top.
We have one night here to organise trekking permits and buy last minute things before we leave for Pokhara to start walking. We are packing in the evening when the electricity goes out and we are standing in pitch black with all out things around the room. I discover Nepal buys all its electricity from India, and hasn't been paying their bill. So India has reduced the country's alloted power time to just a few hours each day. The next day we buy candles.
Not much internet where we are going, we hope to trek a route called the Jomson, then make an attempt to summit the Gokyo ridge to see Everest before getting back to Kathmandu in three weeks. Expect some cool pictures.
Cooper Out
Love Dan & Kat