I'm not dead...

So I'm not dead. I'm quite alive. I've just been really busy making up for lost time now that I am out and about again.
So what have I been doing??
Well Saturday I went into town with Anup, Min's nephew. And we tooled around all over the city. We went to Patan Durbar first, which is a famous square in the center of town with a bunch of really old temples, huge tourist spot. But as we were walking in an army dude stopped me and insisted that I had to pay Rs200 to go into the square. Since I'd been there before and I didn't feel like wasting $2.50, we moved on to Thamel, the big tourist area in town. Thamel is the only place in the city where you can find shots of espresso and Rs500 beers. It's really clean and really expensive, but I like it because no one stares at me there. haha. At one point, we were sitting in a cafe snacking on momo and I was checking out a group of super duper hot German trekker-men walking past. Anup and his friend whose name I cannot even try to spell were arguing about something and I was paying no attention at all. Then Anup taps me on the shoulder and asks if it's true was he's read, the American girls have their first "physical relationship" around 12 or 13. I just walked away hysterical and went to check out the bootlegged DVDs across the street. Glad we have a reputation, girls.
After Thamel, we snuck into Patan Durbar the back way and sat on the steps of the center temple and watched tourists go past. All tourists in Nepal wear NorthFace coats and carry huge cameras. And as beggar children follow them for blocks and blocks asking for money, they just stare in horror. More than one passerby stopped to take a picture of the little blond girl sitting among the Nepali teenagers. As I watched them I pretended that they and I were having the same thoughts, "how did she get there?"
Sunday I went to Dhading to teach-even though I only had half an hour between finding out I was going there and actually hopping on the bus. But I managed to create a game involving cut outs of Britney Spears and Branjelina on the ride there. The kids loved it, naturally. Because they love me. Ok, maybe I'm just trying to convince myself.... but I am going back tomorrow and Friday to tutor the 10th graders and their exit exams. I'm actually happy to help students that might actually gain something from my lessons. Besides dancing skills. Though my 3rd graders are now experts Macarena-ers and I'm damn proud of it.
Hmm... what else.... Oh! Yesterday was a Newar holiday, and since our house backs up to a Newari village I got to watch the festival. It was basically just a bunch of kids dancing around to marching band music. But entertaining. Oh, and I saw some dudes smoking bidi from what appeared to me to be a bong. And I felt a twinge of remorse for Tina and Helen. Laura, tell the girls I miss them. haha.
My dad sent me graham crackers and marshmallows and hersheys bars so I've been making smores with the kids over the stove and I think the parents are not happy about me corrupting the kids diets, hehe. And now I am craving some charred mallow. So I'm gonna go...
Adios!