Nepal 72: The Cyclist

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I returned to the common room inside Hotel Snowland. It was still cold.

People had pitched in to turn on the heater, but it wasn’t doing a whole lot of good yet. “It takes a while to get warm,” the guides and porters assured us, but as the evening stretched on, it seemed we would have done just as well burning our money.

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