My first night in Kathmandu was met with such obstacles and joy. After arriving here this morning, I started to feel sick. I think I was completely exhausted after sleeping only 4 hours in two days. Once we reached the Cozy Nepal home stay, I started to feel nauseous and my bones started hurting like I was coming down with the flu. I laid down in the waiting area while Ronson and I wait for our room. I fell asleep and Ronson woke me up when our room was ready. I was asleep maybe a couple of hours.

I had no desire to go out into the city as my focus was on feeling better and not throwing up like I had witness the entire night before. We got to our room and I laid down again. The room was spinning and I was green and sweaty. I started to think about all the tools that I have learned at the Yoga Institute. So, I started to perform a Savasana on myself where I was relaxing each part of the body. I was starting to panic thinking about what if I had to go to some Nepali hospital and how my vacation would be ruined by this plague.

I would drift in and out of sleep picking up from the body part that I left off with all the way to where I walk out the crown of my head. I fell asleep for a good few hours while Ronson got our sim card so that we wouldn’t be lost in the middle of the forests and mountains that we had planned to go to. Then, I woke up and started feeling very nauseous and felt a migraine starting. Migraines are a form of kryptonite for me. I decided that Yogendra’s Pranayama 4 would be the best thing for me because I could be laying down. I drank a ton of water and proceeded to do 40 rounds of Pranayama 4.

I would drift off into sleep and then continue when I would wake back up. After 40 rounds, I felt ready to go eat. This whole process lasted about 6 hours. Ronson and I went to a place called Swotha. He had a proper beef burger and I had a mixed greens salad with walnuts, cranberries and goat cheese. What saved my life was this frozen mint lemonade. After that beverage, my entire trip changed and I drank two of them. We went walking through Old Patan Durbar square this evening and this little girl walked along the side of me.

She kept saying, ‘Money, yes. Ice Cream, yes.’ I asked where her parents were and she said, ‘Yes.’ So, language was obviously a barrier but she knew how to say what she wanted. So, I said, ‘You want ice cream?’ She replied, ‘Yes’ and lead me to the place that vended ice cream. At this point, it was a little after 10pm and the area that Ronson and I were staying in closes up around 9pm. This ice cream stand was the only place that was open. I ordered her a double scoop of vanilla ice cream and when I tried to give it to her, she started to act scared. I told her that it was ok and smile at her. She grabbed the ice cream cone and ran off into the darkness. I hope she found her way home safely.