Even though the bus rides gave me a backache for weeks and it was too cold to bathe, or even walk barefoot in the room - it was the best time in a long time.
I miss Nepal. I miss waking up to the Himalayas. I miss breakfast on the rooftop. I miss beer by the lake. I miss holding hands and kissing and laughing and reggae music by the fire. I miss him. I miss being on the road.