Thamel Guesthouse

Tucked away in the back-streets of Thamel after wandering around following Nepali directions, much the same as Indian directions, ie. USELESS. "Little bit forward, little bit left, then left, then arc, then right" - all with hand gestures I found Thamel Guesthouse.

With voyeuristic peep-holes in every door looking straight to the bed, a wonderful Didi with an infectious cackle and a rooftop with a view of Khatmandu this would be my home for the next month.

Located above Cookie Wallah restaurant. I never did try the cookies. Apparently there was not enough white people in Thamel yet. "Do black people not like the cookies? Oh no, they do. It's just brown people. Brown people don't buy my cookies" Oh right!!