So I thought getting off the plane in Kathmandu was the end of the trip, welcome sign and all.

Not just yet. To actually get into the country I had to get in line to pay for my Visa. Just pay for it. They only accept foreign currency for this, not thier own; I guess a good way to keep an influx of external currency.

Then you get in line for your Visa. I was having flashbacks of the Ron White routine where you had to get beer “kupons”. I picked the slow line for that. After getting my Visa, I headed to the next line. We had to pass a metal detector and x-ray on our carry on to get into the country. Then pick up our checked bags. I was so glad when both mine finally popped out on the conveyor. Finally one more check, I had to clear a station to check my claim ticket against my bags.

And then I’m finally out the door. This was at 11 pm and I walk out into noise, people, and cars everywhere with absolutely no structure. My pictures don’t do it justice. I got across the street and started working down the row of drivers with cards, and found my guys. Waited another 20 minutes for another rider – an Everest Climber. I had an interesting talk with him on the way back to the hotel regarding his current attempt as well as his attempt last year.

Finally got to the hotel, and I was wired. So I checked all my gear and sorted it for my gear check with the team leader the next day. Finally got to sleep at 1:30 am Nepalese time, 30 plus hours after I started my day. SLEEP.