Staring at the ceiling, I'm thinking what am I going to do the next two days until the group packs up and returns to Kathmandu? With no gyn surgery scheduled and just a handful of postop patients for six gynecologists to round on, not much to do. I know because yesterday there was just one surgery; spent a lot of time wandering the halls.
Well, what about returning to Kathmandu early (where my wife has been hanging out, sampling the Buddhist culture? I'd have to arrange a car to the airport (90+ min away); once there change my flight; then grab a cab from KTM to her hotel. Everything falls into place, including dropping off an older laptop (that I use for travel and don't really need anymore) to a school that I pass by every morning (these three pics are all from this school with its open air, crowded classrooms).
Problem is that though I try to let people know and say nice goodbyes, I don't actually ask permission and thereby engender some significant ill will. I have a good time with the extra days in Kathmandu but all things considered, probably should have stayed.