And there I was in Tibet’s capital, Lhasa, taking in the scenery and smiling at the curious onlookers who were staring at me in bewilderment, when I suddenly felt as if my braids were caught in something.
Chaos, crowds and humidity greeted me as I stepped off the plane in Nepal and landed at its main airport, Tribhuvan. After a two week stint in Naples, Italy, I was ready for something a little different and I was not disappointed.
The thing I love most about Italy is the people. While the splendor of the Roman ruins of Pompeii in Naples and the Colosseum of Rome may eventually wane with time, the friendliness and hospitality of the locals has left a lasting impression on me that will remain for many years to come.