Conversion is rare. Not the religious kind. I’m talking about kilograms.
I’m reviewing the curriculum and reading three English newspapers to sort out the politics. Katie and I are figuring out our routines. And there is important work to do.
One of Katie’s favorite things about our apartment is that it is on the sixth floor, and we can take the stairs.
We can’t quite visualize what a normal week might look like, if there even is a normal week.
I’m thinking about the long hot shower this morning, with great water pressure. To find those things in Nepal, at the same time, is unlikely or rare.